The infamous Elver Park Hill!
Today, while having coffee with a new friend, I related this story. While I expected a sympathetic ear (the new friend is six years older), instead I was reminded that life is short, and that life with good health is even shorter. Although the exact words were not said, "Go sledding with the grandson," was the crystal-clear message.
Thank you, new friend! I needed that reminder.
The very same week-end past, I took a bold and brave chance. Our dishwasher had stopped really washing, and was merely spewing a film of half-dissolved detergent and micro food slime onto our glasses and dishes. This had happened once before, and I had despaired over paying a repairman to replace my food chopper (didn't know I had one) to the tune of $178.98. Now, armed with the term "food chopper" and my Kenmore model number, I hit the internet. Youtube provided a step-by-step video on the disassembly and cleaning of said food chopper. I went to the hardware store with a strong resolve.
If you are having problems with your dishwasher, check out this informative, but rather dull video.
An hour later, armed with a $4.99 T15 torx driver, I laid out the innards of that dishwasher, including the chopper, and cleaned and reassembled it in 45 minutes. In that certain glow of satisfaction, I sat on the floor amidst a pile of greasy rags, a decimated toothbrush, and a collection of nasty food-related bits , and toasted myself with a nice glass of Malbec. If I smoked, it would have been a great time for a cigarette.
For me, that disassembly took a brave leap of faith. Success--dishes washed with mechanical ease. Failure--prune-like fingers and our meals reduced to one-pan wonders.
Another bit of bravery--I started a new job last week. Yes, the former gig at Hy-Vee was paying for the health insurance, but little else. In December, I gathered up my courage and reapplied at a food co-op that had soundly rejected me a year ago. Two interviews later, I gave my two-week's notice, and traded starched white shirts and black dress pants for my hippy skirts and leggings. My paycheck is larger and I am getting some benefits! Peace and love, baby!
Just call me Sunshine.
The dog just came in with a dead bird in her mouth. I didn't even flinch as I wrenched it from her jaws!