Hanging out, down the street

[JustStunned]

This post is just an update. This is just life. There is little drama here unless I choose to make it so. Most of this is about DIL as I was off work last week and spent some time with her and GD

You can plumb a gas line, but the kids don’t have to connect to it.

After bringing her washer and dryer from storage, DIL and I determined they should be replaced. I suspect the transmission in her washer was damaged during one of its trips across the country. The machine would fill and pump out, but the agitator and drum would not cycle. It also smoked a little and gave off an acrid odor. I suspect the motor overheated and melted insulation a little before destroying the transmission.

The new dryer is electric, necessitating installation of a power line for it. She and I went to the local big box store and purchased what I thought was needed to run the power line and the next day after about three hours work it was installed.

I foolishly made the final connection to the breaker box while it was hot. Nothing came of it and I threw each of the breakers prior to making the individual connections. I just didn’t throw the mains. DIL did not understand my reference to dimming lights, but it’s all good. She didn’t op check the new units. It has been a week and I expect I would have heard by now if something wasn’t working.

DIL’s cat passed. To be truthful it was ill and at the end of its life. I think it would have been better to permit the vet to euthanize it.

DIL chose a different route and created some self inflicted pain. She called me on Wednesday and asked me to babysit while she comforted her cat. I found out later she euthanized it herself using Vicodin. She was very upset by the time it was done. She had time to contemplate the effect of her actions and I think that added to her grieving. I helped her bury the cat and made myself available. I don’t know if I helped her much. She has made quite a memorial underneath a dogwood tree next to the house.

I have begun construction of a storage shed. Using some of the wood I re-tasked from work. Some of the shipping containers are reinforced with 2X6’s. It took a little more time to accumulate enough pieces than I initially anticipated, but this GAL project is underway. I hope to have it completed before the snow flies. I need to determine a method to raise the two side wall I have constructed. They are a bit heavier than I can manage myself.

I have been doing a bit of introspection lately. This probably sounds arrogant. It is my truth.

X made a mistake. She is an intelligent woman and no one sets out to make a bad decision. Yet IMO she did. Whether she acknowledges this to herself or not is immaterial she can believe what she wishes to. It is enough that this is my truth and believing it I can cease abusing myself over her decision.