This was gonna
just be some randoms about construction and then
I saw those flies. And I don't mean to just
throw the F-Bomb right out in the entry title, but it
just kinda rolls off your tongue doesn't it? I figure
I only have a few more months of legitimate "I
wasn't even a dad yet" excuses to say crass things (or
do crass things, wait'll you see the next entry) so
fuck fuckity fuck fuck fuck.
1) Even little
flies do it
Weird huh? Maybe
they weren't doin' it. I don't know. Just one of those
random things you capture when you're always close to
a camera. Hmmm.
2) Near death
experience
So this shit'll
kill ya:
...if you're like
me and don't throw these bastards out the moment
Shizzle eats the plastic off them. I mean, they still
work obviously, but not the best thing when you're
rerouting electrical wires in the attic.
(sigh)
I am
UBER-Respectful of electricity. I treat it life
and death because it is, and though I've gotten little
mini-shocks now and again working on stuff,
I always turn off the power and when I am
hot wiring things to test, again, I'm incredibly
careful. However, a couple weeks ago I had a lapse in
judgement and brought those pliers up to the attic
with me without even a second thought. They had been
like that for so many years they never registered in
my head as "broken" they just registered as my "trusty
pliers" that had some old Shizzle "enhancements".
So, lodged in a tight space in the attic and having to
test about 15 combinations of wires to reroute the
dining room lights because some idiots used PURPLE and
other various wiring colors in the attic, I sat and
tested while Talya turned the electricity on and off
at the fuse box. She of course was happily getting her
fuel points running back and forth ad I sat for 2
hours in the sweltering heat saying "go... ok...
off... ok... go" and for the last few wires
I kept everything hot as I tested. "Lights
on in the kitchen? Microwave on? Stove on?". When
I found the combination I grabbed my pliers to
bend them in and...
...they were
actually the OTHER set of pliers I brought that still
had both handles. So I was fine. Back and forth
we went and then I grabbed the wrong pair... and
I became part of my homes electrical system and
let out a gutteral scream that had to have awakened my
ancestors. Thankfully I wasn't cramped enough
that I couldn't drop the pliers, so it was only a
second and a half at most but this was the big time
currents as I connected the entire house through
my body. After I dropped the pliers I whispered
for Talya to turn off the electricity and I just
slowly cried. How could I have been so stupid.
Wife, baby on the way... so many people I'm
responsible to now - and I made such an EASY mistake
bringing those pliers up with me. I sat for a few
minutes, then knew that I had to keep going and
finish up as I never wanted to be in this spot of the
attic again for the rest of my life. I threw the bad
pliers down onto the kitchen floor and continued and
everything finally worked. When I got back down
I just felt super-drained and ended up laying
down most of the day. So scary, so completely
avoidable and I cannot believe I made such a
rookie mistake. However, I'm OK and all is good. Those
pliers are no longer in existence. :)
3) Made both
showers!
Once we have the
third and final shower next month I'll do a baby
shower entry, but that is being held at a restaurant
so there's a bit less of a time crunch on me. What
having the first two finished means however is that I
did it! I got everything done I wanted to to
prepare the house and everything went great. Weather
was awesome and there was plenty of room. Those
were two deadlines that I packed a helluva lot into
and now I'm onto the kitchen full-steam ahead. Next
month Jimmy comes out and I hope to have his
bathroom/kitchen... wait, have I even mentioned
that? Whew...
4) Jimmy's
Journey
So my cousin Jimmy
just graduated from OSU and is comin' out to Hollywood
to start his journey in showbiz. The current tenant
gave me his 30 day notice On July 1st, so tomorrow
he's gone and a couple weeks later Jimmy will be
renting the guesthouse. Perfect timing. Also pretty
perfect that we'll have a family member here for the
birth of Vienna. Everyone is pretty excited. I'll
write a lot more about his "journey" when he gets
here, but needless to say - I am stoked that it's all
comin' together. Jimmy has been talkin' to me about
this for over a year and it's awesome that he's
actually doin' it. So many people talk and never
actually get in their car and jump. He's a couple
weeks from doing that and i'm extremely proud of
him.
5)
Competitiveness
And believe me,
I knew Jimmy was comin' when I started the
diet/workout routine. Jimmy is quite athletic.
Nutritionist, runner - I wasn't about to be a flabby
piece of shit when he got here. I envision basketball,
running, all sorts of stuff and someone to keep me
accountable. He's 23 so I have my work cut out for me,
but I like that...
6) Back in the
game?
...it also gets me
pumped seeing the industry through his eyes again.
He's so excited to take acting classes, to network,
it's where I was in 2000. And with my weight loss
and all-around blissful environment I am thinking
about doing some things along side him. The biggest
issue is how busy I am right now preparing the
house, and of course I really don't know what to
expect for the first couple months after the baby
comes, but I'm back in the mindset of trying to knock
on some doors again. Maybe. LOL. I'm really so happy
that I don't care, but logically I know I'm
underachieving doing construction work. You know? I
mean, it's fun, it's ZEN, it's everything
I love... but I have more unique talents that are
going unseen. So here's hoping his influx of youth and
energy is contagious.
7) Longest and
Shortest Month of my Life
I have to
look back on this month in amazement. So much has
happened to the house, so much work, so many
FUEL POINTS (lol) and it feels like the end of
June was last week. Talya enters her 8th month
tomorrow. How is that possible? The saddest irony is
that I'm gonna get done with a 6 month redo of the
house and want desperately to rest... and then a
newborn will be in the house. LMFAO. What a year.
I will age 5 years in 2012. Here's hopin'
I only age 3 in 2013. ;-)
8)
Numb.
My fingertips have
been numb for like a month. I keep making excuses, but
it really is a little disconcerting. I assume
it's overuse. The entirety of my hands is calloused to
the point of feeling a bit like the bottoms of my
feet, which is why I attribute the numbness to
overuse - but it's still scary. Some parts of my
fingertips I can't feel the difference between
fuzzy and smooth surfaces. That's some frightening
stuff. I know I need to take it a little easier,
but time is a tickin'. And hell, if the baby is early?
Fuuuuuuuuuuuuck. I guess there will be time to work on
stuff even when the baby is here, but I'm assuming the
"Every 3 hours" thing will last for at least 3 or 4
months and if I was stupid enough to use those
pliers in the attic on a full night's sleep? I don't
want to be anywhere NEAR a powertool if I haven't
slept in a month. I just want this done before
Vienna's here so I can support Talya as much
as possible. We're a great team and I want to be
at my best as well as having a functioning house with
plenty of space. So back to work
I go...
9) Just shake your
head and marvel at my will power...
...because the
next entry is ridiculous. I literally give myself
stitches.
