(When you have made a mistake, think of something pretty! i.e.Today’s Pictures)
I save stuff. I am an ‘orderly’ hoarder. And I cannot throw things away I think I will not use. As a matter of fact I am sure I will NEVER need it if I throw it away. And invariably, in a short time I will want, WANT, NEED that piece of useless stuff or information.
I know you have never done that. I must have gotten rid of millions of objects in my life and did not need them; but a few of them I nearly cried, I needed them later. But the ones you messed up on, are the ones that hurt. Not two weeks ago I cleared out my file cabinet. I threw away a plumber’s name and address that I thought I would never need again.
I know I must have mentioned it, I do not have a shredder here at the motor home. So the papers with personal data go into a bucket of water. I leave it for a few days and stir it regularly. In a few days it is mush and I make snow balls out of the mush and throw it away. So there went the Plumber’s name and number. SHUCKS!
Now for the next few months I will NOT throw stuff away. BUT then once again I will feel lucky and get rid of something.
Why does things go wrong at the worst time? The washer breaks with a load of clothes in it. the refrigerator goes out just after you bought groceries. The car won’t start and you need to get to work.
I got to thinking awhile back, there is NO good time for something to fail. Because, naturally it fails when it is needed. You wouldn’t know it otherwise.
I am needing someone to do a job that is 500 miles away. And I will be calling someone (That is Sherry will) that we do not know. And have no references, other than the ones on the net. And his best friend might be giving the reference.
But at a time like this, it is time to trust someone, and I believe all will be well.
I don't believe in astrology. I am a Sagittarius and we're very skeptical.
~ Arthur C Clarke
I will let you know how the plumber deal works… Sherry just talked to a guy who accepts pay by PAY PAL. That is good when you are this far away…
1964 Pontiac GTO (Goat)
Convertible weather is vanishing!