Day 130
Visa loves me this I know, for my credit card statement tells me so.
No lie.
I think according to the Chinese calendar this is the month of the Visa card. I could be wrong. It might have been last month, too.
Moving … is expensive. On so many levels.
Who knew I had so many aerosol cans, nail polishes and paint items (that could not go on the truck) that I now am finding I need … that I had to give away or toss back in CO? I also ditched a lot of stuff thinking it would be better and cheaper to buy new here. WHAT was I thinking?
I (gladly and thankfully) got rid of the yard tools. I think they were unearthed from the days of the gold and silver rush (actually decades as the mining of precious metals in the Colorado mountains lasted from 1859-1910). In any case, our yard tools – hoes, pitch forks, shovels and the like – were ancient. If not from the gold and silver rush era then surely they were Neolithic in nature and then eventually cast in some sort of metal (presumably by those miners in the late 1800’s).
Anyway, they were old and I ditched them. Pawned them off on some of Sam’s friends (and Sam) … beggars can’t be choosers. And I was tired of the splinters from the old wooden handles. So, I have a few new tools. Yay. And, they’re pretty too. Again, Visa loves me.
Visa loves me but so does the electrician. And the soon to be fence guy. And the contractor who will remove the ancient gas heater that is defunct and scary. The carpet installers love me as does Home Depot, Lowe’s, Target, Ace Hardware and (of course) Starbucks. I am doing my share to keep the economic community vital and healthy.
Today the gas company paid me a visit because I called about this faulty range. Apparently when you call, even if you have no gas odor, they send someone out ASAP. Evelyn showed up on my doorstep before the phone was even hung up – practically. She was the one to notice the old gas heater unit. Great. Visa will love me for that removal … as well as whatever it costs me to get the range fixed.
Then, just when I thought nothing else could make Visa’s heart leap (if Visa has a heart) … the computer crashed. So, off to the Apple store I went with my old, weary, five-year old macbook in tow. I liked its sleek white plastic cover. I liked that it was handy and not too hideously expensive. I liked that I could sit anywhere and use it. Well, almost anywhere.
The lowest, least expensive new model is expensive and glitzy. (There is nothing inexpensive about a macbook.) I’d like a white plastic cover but they only come in a goldish metal cover that will get scratched the moment I look at it … unless, of course, I buy one of the (expensive) macbook covers. Oh, Apple, you people are so clever! In any case – Apple REALLY loved me today and Visa was pretty happy, too. Ca-ching!
Tomorrow I’m doing damage at Lowe’s … so that I have the necessary items for when the plumber shows up … when I make him happy.
And then there’s Sears … they’ll love me on Friday with the range repair and new glasses as mine are so scratched it’s like looking out of screening material.
Sigh. I know Visa loves me but at this moment … I just wish they didn’t love me so much!