So the calendar insists that June is here, but the persons in charge of serving up the weather don't appear to believe it. Hey, I can listen to Christmas music all year long, don't feel as though you need to provide sunshine and warm temperatures - although if I were your boss, I'd have fired your butts by now. (We did need the rain, though, so thanks for that.) Managed to change batteries in four smoke detectors this morning with only a bruised shoulder and a knot on the forehead at the end. I call that a result. One of these years I'll have to stop climbing on ladders. I've heard rumors about smoke detectors that have ten-year batteries built in, so something like that would eliminate the annual romp up the rungs. On the other hand, I wouldn't be able to do anything about it if the detector started chirping in the middle of the night short of shooting the thing or beating it to death. One of my elderly neighbors did exactly that: beat the smoke detector with a pole until it stopped chirping. Then she called the builder's warranty department to complain. Do not mess with old ladies. (I heard this story from the warranty rep who had to come out and replace the unit. Working for a new home builder can be entertaining.) Heard a comment the other day about how great it is if people show their real selves to the world. Judging from what's on social media, we're seeing entirely too much of people's "real selves", and the world would be a better place if they'd keep their real selves under wraps. Comments are closed.
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