the incredible boredom of being...


my motivation seems to have taken a vacation. i have so much to do around this grim old pile of a house and i have absolutely no ambition or interest. today, i forced myself to do some more tape and spackle work in the spare bedroom we're now remodeling, but that was about it. oh, i did go the local mom and pop hardware store and order a replacement hinge assembly for our toilet seat, the current one broke the other day while i was catching up on my reading of the Old Farmer's Almanac. hilarity ensued... the toilet seat is only three years old and was ridiculously expensive for something of that nature, but it's a nice espresso color wood affair, very comfy and matches the cabinet work in the bathroom. i refuse to shell out the big bucks again for a new one. the replacement hinges are only eleven bucks.

i did spend some more time listing things for sale on Craigslist, though. we've come to the realization that have just too much stuff around here, the place is starting to look like Collyer's Mansion, so it's time to get rid of it. the extra cash will come in handy next year to help pay for new roof shingles, i can't put that off any longer, it needs to be done. i should be able to knock it off by myself in a week if i do it in sections. i guess while i'm at it, i'll rebuild the trough gutters on the front of the house, too. i tore them off last year and put up regular rain gutters and it looks like hell. completely destroyed the character of the house. and if this house has anything, it's character. like what the Addams Family summer vacation home might have...

it's been drizzling on and off all day, the sun tried to peek out a while ago, but it gave up and went back behind the clouds, which are a strange mixture of tropical rain clouds and those chunky, gray autumn type clouds that you would expect more around the end of october or so. halloween clouds. those clouds that look nice and spooky. the type of clouds that you would want overhead while mooching around on old, overgrown apple orchard, or watching the crows and redwing blackbirds pecking around the remnants of a corn field, looking for a snack. yeah, those kind of clouds. the ones that meander through the sky at a slow, steady clip, that have a hole here and there that allows the setting sun or the full moon to sneak through once in a while, like a kid peeking out through the curtains to look at the audience before the school play starts. clouds that are the harbinger of colder days to come...

well, i'm going to go rustle up some dinner, have a few beers and a smoke or two and watch some NASCAR. have a wonderful evening, my fellow wanderers... fare thee well.

oh, in case you're wondering about my current blog profile picture. that's me, circa 1972. haven't really changed that much, except there's a bit more of me and the hair's mostly gray. and about twice as long.
later...



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