Boy howdy. It get'n to where I just don't care no more. I ain't had nuttin excit'n to think bout for the last 2 weeks that I would write about. Nuttin but just every day survival.
The other day we was sit'n out back talk'n bout everything I touch been turn'n to poop. That weren't my exact words, but you know what I'm talk'n bout. I've had my share of "poop" this trip to Georgia an' it ain't been one my best trips. Although....a lot had been accomplished on "da house". Much of which turned into poop. Poor decisions....or listen'n to my inexperienced sons?
What am I talk'n bout ya might ask. Well let me tell ya....take the compressor for "that jeep". To save a couple dollars, I buyed me up a rebuilt compressor instead of a brand spank'n new one. That was OK, untill I figger out there weren't no gasket (earlier post). I fix that right up. Then I installed the compressor, purged the system, evacuated and pour 2 cans of refrigerant in it. Crank up the engine and the damn a/c don't work. What the hell? Cycling on low pressure switch an' low discharge pressure. Anyhows...the refrigerant weren't go'n through the system components....it's blocked somewheres with that "poop" I was tell'n ya bout. OK.....only two places can block the flow of refrigerant....the orfice and an' oil blockage at the bottom of the condenser. Anyhows, the old Billy Bob knowed what to do and he did it. Got that sucker cool'n just like a brand spank'n new one. Well that is till my "helpful" son decided to remove the guages what I tole him not to. Blowed refrigerant, oil and ultra violet leak detection dye all over the place. Why don't sons listen to their daddy? "Put sum freon in it Billy Bob".
Yesterday morn'n me and son Billy took a cruise down to the tire sell'n place to verify "Sally's" shoes were in stock and accessibility...."Sally da house" is big ya know. The nice guy says I can bring it in bout 3pm....what we did. Three guys jump in there an' change them Michelins with Dunlap RoadMasters quick as a flash. Sally got new shoes.....an' my wallet is 2 inches skinnier. But...I should never have to change tires again for another 6 to 10 years.
Damn, gotta make a Walmart run. I'm slap out of coffee, milk, bread....ain't got nuttin to eat. Any other time I would be all "excitis" bout a trip to Walmart, but here lately, I don't want to go nowheres. Not even my favorite Walmart store. "Sumthing wrong with you Billy Bob".
Am I get'n old or something like that?
For the last month I ain't feel worth a poop. No energy, freak'n back and hip hurt all the time, stomach been mess up for 2 week.....damn, I'm fall'n apart. Been tak'n aspirin for my back an' hip pains and acid blockers for my stomach....along with a gob of Alka Seltzer. What helps for a little while.
Am I get'n old or something like that?
Ok, got things to do....laters.
No comment from me about whether or not you're getting old, because I think I might be a tad older than you are. I was feeling about like you are when I headed off for the mountains and spent a week looking at trees & chipmunks! It did me a world of good, except now I don't want to be back in Sacramento. I don't know the answer, Billy Bob, but I do know there comes a time when you just have to DO something for yourself, and keep saying over and over to yourself "Damn, I feel good!" (even if you know it's a damn lie). I actually start to feel good once in a while when I do that.
ReplyDeleteI member one time when I lied to myself bout feel'n good. I think I were stand'n on my last leg, worstest virus/cold I ever have in my life, probably had a case of pneumonia an' didn't know it....I were in bad shape. And then I had the nerve to say "Damn, I feel good".
DeleteCain't wait to get on the road again....see something different. Do something for myself instead of for "Sally da house" and "that jeep".
That's great news for Sally.
ReplyDeleteYup....Sally is happy.
DeleteBe careful you don't run over me when you come flying back west on those new MH shoes. I bet Sally will be strutting her stuff in them new shoes.
ReplyDeleteWatch your rear view come bout Aug. 19th or somewheres round there. Be go'n a hunnert mile a hour.
DeleteI figger to be heading back west about July 30 at the latest. The new kid is nearly guaranteed to be hitting the blanket by July 24 at the latest. Catch me if you can! He He He.
DeleteSounds to me like it's about time for a road trip!
ReplyDeleteChange of scenery might cure what ails ya!
You right on both counts there Jim. But this ain't the first time I been sort of stuck somewheres.
DeleteDo ya really think new scenery will cure a bad back?
Didn't i just say i was getting the "hitchitch" and i don't even have a hitch! Days are boring, and flying by. Not able to do much, no where to go, food not good, except my meat loaf, get tired of being around people, get tired of being alone.... OOOOO WOE IS ME.
ReplyDeleteIf you figure it out, let me know...
LOL old girl. Yup, you said it all.
DeleteThat OTC medicine can make you fell bad. Hurry up and get well. Times a waistin'.
ReplyDeleteooops. I meant feel, not fail. (sorry)
DeleteMichael, I been try'n to get well for the last 15 year and ain't done it yet. But I ain't gave slap up like some my old "dead" friends did.
Deleteain't it the truth!! You seem pretty lively to me.
DeleteHitting the road will cure most of your ills. Just take care of yourself, you hear?
ReplyDeleteDizzy, did you Google that? I did hear that ya feel better go'n down the road a piece, but a cure.....Hmmmmmm????
DeleteYeah, and look who's talking...
Delete@Michael.....I done figger out what you was say'n OTC medicine (over the counter, duh). Aspirin is the only thing I have found to dull the back and hip pain....so's I take it when needed. Not every day mind ya, but when I can't go on no further.
ReplyDeleteThe acid blockers for my stomach is prescribed. The Alka Seltzer, I love the taste. "Yum Yum eat 'em up".
asprins and Alka Seltzer both bad for the stomach BB Gonna eat a hole clear through your gut pal.
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