Here comes the weekend…
One thing I am sure of is that I will not be getting all smashed up like I did last weekend!!! I do not need a repeat performance like that!!! I will likely hit the
So, anyway… all have a great weekend.
One thing I am sure of is that I will not be getting all smashed up like I did last weekend!!! I do not need a repeat performance like that!!! I will likely hit the
So, anyway… all have a great weekend.
This weekend was not as bad as I predicted.
Friday, as I was driving home, my mechanic called & wanted to replace the serpentine belt on my car. I told him to meet me at the Creek & pick it up. He picked it up. He returned an hour later, but did not have the belt replaced. He said he went to 3 parts stores & they didn’t have one. He was hurting for cash, so I paid him anyway. He said he would call me after he finished work on Saturday and do the job. So anyway, I got a good buzz & called it a night.
Saturday, I went over and replace the brakes on my Mom & Dad’s car. I wanted to be back in my neighborhood by
There was a question amongst my friends this weekend, that I would like to hear some comments on from anyone that stops by here, please.
I shop at the Dollar General. You can't beat it for things like laundry products, plastic bags, even Little Debbie snack cakes (not that I would know). It is not just that I shop there that I am accused of being cheap. I buy (once again) a shit-load. My feeling is, if I’m gonna spend $1 on plastic wrap, I might as well buy 5. It is not worth the gas or my time, to have to drive back another time. Also, I probably have enough laundry products for the entire apartment complex to last a month. If I am there for something else, I just buy more! It doesn’t go bad!!!
Speaking of my apartment, as for living space, it is basically beneath my means. I could and probably should, get a nicer place. But... I pay more on my school loans, have more money to golf & travel. I live by myself & I am not out to impress anyone.
Lastly, the one that convinced most people… I travel a good bit for work. I always take all the Bath & Body Works products that Marriott puts out and use them at home. Hey!!! They are good products. If you put them in your shaving kit, they always put out more. I practically have a life-time supply. I don't see the big deal.
Now, I also must say… when we go out, I am always the first one to pick up a check. If someone doesn't have the cash to golf on a particular weekend, “I got it, don't worry, let’s have fun.”
So what is your verdict…. Am I cheap or thrifty???
Goose asked a question on his blog about the scariest things.
So, I contact my local Community College to find out the process. OMG… I have been out of school so long, I have to take a placement test.
Guess what??? I have to retake high school english & math over again. This was very disheartening. At this point, I almost gave up. Well, I didn’t.I signed up for 1 night class. English 090. (the fact that is starts with a “0” indicates that it is not a college level course) I remember being absolutely terrified going to my first class. It was like first grade all over again!!! I looked at everyone, expecting them to be looking at me, wondering what this “old dude” was doing here. To my surprise, there were plenty of other students my age there.
Also, I remember being so embarrassed that I was taking English 090, that when I was walking through the halls with my book, I would purposely make sure the front cover was turned in so no one could see it. I didn’t want anyone to see I was too stupid to even qualify to take a college course. The thing I didn’t know, which I would know later, is that everybody there knew exactly what that book was. Plenty of them had taken the class too. I wasn’t fooling anybody.
I didn’t tell anyone I was taking the class. Not my family. Not my friends. And, certainly not the people I worked with. Can you imagine the humiliation if I failed?
So there it is… one of the scariest things I have ever done. 1989, going back to school.
I miss my cleaning lady & her husband.
So, I run inside, my door was unlocked… I got back to my bedroom and open the nightstand drawer, a gun is gone. (digression… I collect guns, I have many. I keep all but one locked up, for protection) Also, there was a bullet hole in the wall of my bedroom.
I am still having mixed feelings about this event. But last night, as I was empting my dishwasher… I was missing E. Not just because I take care of myself, but because I considered them like friends… family.
It was a decent weekend.
The first hole was good, especially for the first time out the season. I was in the green-side bunker on my approach, 2 putt bogey. I’ll take it. But then… #2, was a nightmare!!! Was able to recover a bit from there, but it was a struggle.
This week has been very busy at work…. (still!!!)
I have to travel to(By the way, what is the deal with drivers there??? I saw more cars off the side of the road on 75 S… most of them were 4 wheel drive that decided to fly past me on the highway, only to lose control a mile or 2 later… if they can’t handle driving there, try having this much snow when you also have some serious hills to navigate!!! Like
Anyway, sorry for the digression…
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