Tom
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I bought this old house on Bell island cash. No more mortgage which meant new bike for me for xmas, woohoo!!!
I bought all new hardwood to redo the floors last week.
I got the bike out for it's maiden voyage Saturday.
Came home last night to a smell of burning plastic in the house.
I went all through the house and finally looked down in the electrical panel. Holy Shit, 2 fuses caught fire.
Nothing too serious, the fire burned itself out, I found an outlet with a broken wire, that shorted. God love old houses.
Ok, so I'm thinking not too bad, I needed a new panel anyways. No wires were damaged just the fuses melted and caught. I checked over everything and no other outlets or switches are loose.
I went today and picked up a new panel. I work in the field so cost was only a couple hundred. Whew!!!
I am sitting here tonight and the wife says, that was a scare, just imagine if the whole house had of caught fire when we were asleep.
I know, I said, how would I get the bike out of the basement?
Well, apparently, I am told I can sleep with the damn bike tonight.
To add to my idiocracy, I said, I should cause atleast it is young and firm and does not need a few clothes pins on back of its neck to pick up the slack.
God, I wish I would just learn to shut the hell up.
But now, in my defense. And as a side note, it is gaining very little support from her. I am with her for 26 years, we have been together since we were 14 years old and the bike is brand new, sexy as hell, it does not drool at night or complain when I look at or ride other bikes so how in even the most twisted conceived notion in her head would I not be totally concerned about the bike? Maybe I am missing something here.
I bought all new hardwood to redo the floors last week.
I got the bike out for it's maiden voyage Saturday.
Came home last night to a smell of burning plastic in the house.
I went all through the house and finally looked down in the electrical panel. Holy Shit, 2 fuses caught fire.
Nothing too serious, the fire burned itself out, I found an outlet with a broken wire, that shorted. God love old houses.
Ok, so I'm thinking not too bad, I needed a new panel anyways. No wires were damaged just the fuses melted and caught. I checked over everything and no other outlets or switches are loose.
I went today and picked up a new panel. I work in the field so cost was only a couple hundred. Whew!!!
I am sitting here tonight and the wife says, that was a scare, just imagine if the whole house had of caught fire when we were asleep.
I know, I said, how would I get the bike out of the basement?
Well, apparently, I am told I can sleep with the damn bike tonight.
To add to my idiocracy, I said, I should cause atleast it is young and firm and does not need a few clothes pins on back of its neck to pick up the slack.
God, I wish I would just learn to shut the hell up.
But now, in my defense. And as a side note, it is gaining very little support from her. I am with her for 26 years, we have been together since we were 14 years old and the bike is brand new, sexy as hell, it does not drool at night or complain when I look at or ride other bikes so how in even the most twisted conceived notion in her head would I not be totally concerned about the bike? Maybe I am missing something here.
