Category: Our Humble O’Bode
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two trips
Wow I hate going to the hardware store twice. I don’t mind going once but that hardly ever happens. I almost always have to go twice. It’s like a physical law of the universe. When I’m working on something that I’ve never worked on before, I have to go get the parts to start working, Read.
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rodentia
The other night, B opened a kitchen drawer and discovered that the mousies in Our Humble O’Bode have been going to the trouble of climbing all the way up to the top drawers to run around on the utensils and chew on the corks. She didn’t find an actual mouse, but she did find a Read.
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treat!
About two dozen trick-or-treaters came to the door of Our Humble O’Bode this year, all of them little ones. None of the sullen teenagers who threw on their football uniforms and held out a pillow case last year returned this year, so all those sugar beets we kept handy in a bucket by the door Read.
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goodwill
The basement’s a mess. What’s new about that, right? Just this: I started doing something about it today. I started gathering up all the stuff that’s been laying around for years that nobody’s laid a finger on in all that time and dragged the mess out to the garbage can. It’s one of those flip-top Read.
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measurable laziness
A list of things I should get done this weekend: mow the back lawn pick up all the crap laying around in the back yard (should probably do that before I mow) clean up all the crap that’s accumulated on the deck mulch the branches I’ve pruned off bushes over the summer and piled in Read.
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silfay
I ruined evening silfay last night, but it had to be done. The back yard needed mowing in the worst way. I sort of got out of the habit of mowing at all during the summer-long heat wave when there was nothing to mow. It was all just turning brown and shrinking away, but not Read.
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paint rules
The first rule of painting a room is: Cover the floor. Your superpower is not painting without drippage. You will drip. Even if you could be as careful as you think you are, nobody has the intensity to be that careful for the hours and hours it takes to paint a room. You are going Read.
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grassy
I love yard work! Wow, do I ever love yard work! I love yard work so much, I did it all Sunday afternoon, and man did I have a good time! I wish I were doing it right now! This just in: The power of positive thinking is a load of crap. Yard work sucks, Read.
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biffy
I’ve been trying to paint the walls in our bathroom since Sunday. It turns out there’s a pretty good reason some paint costs thirteen bucks a gallon and some of it costs over thirty bucks a gallon. I also learned that you should always buy the expensive stuff when you’re painting your bathroom, unless you’re Read.
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frigid
We slept like babies last night, probably because we’re not used to moving heavy appliances. For months, we’ve been talking about getting a small, second-hand refrigerator to keep at the bottom of the stairs in the basement for beer, soda pop, fresh fruit and various other sundries that fill up the big fridge in the Read.
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