The New Jacket

Don't be fooled by the jacket, it's T shirt weather here. I'm modeling it only for the picture. This is my 51st jacket, I think. I've lost count. And yes, I really did need a new jacket. I'm preparing for a vacation to someplace where it has been known to rain and I don't own anything waterproof, except for camping clothes. (There is no way that I'm going to wear my neon bright yellow-orange Gortex rain coat.) In case it's cold, and that has been known to happen there also, the new jacket is filled with down. If I don't need it, it will squish down to nothing in the suitcase. It was also cheap. It was priced at $170 and I got it for $49.99. I love Costco.

The fur is not real, but that didn't stop my dogs from dragging it out to the lawn and getting the fake fur soaked and matted with saliva. I hope that once it's dry, I can brush it and make it fluffy again. *sigh*

I mostly live on fruit and Costco sells good fruit for a fair price, so I stock up at least once a week. This is some of the fruit that I bought today. While I was in Costco, three people wanted to know what the reddish green things were (see right lower quadrant.) They are pears. Don't people know what pears look like anymore?

On a follow-up note regarding my post on the flood, I was able to fix the wiring to the sprinkler timers. I even remembered to turn the circuit breakers off first. Well, okay, I remembered a couple of minutes into the project, but at least I remembered before I got shocked. Instead of replacing the wiring, I wrapped all of the frayed wires in electrical tape. A few of the wires needed to be spliced together and I wasn't sure which ones to join, but I guessed right. Once the circuit breakers were turned back on, nothing exploded. I turned the timers on and even the ones that haven't worked for months, work now. Yayyyy!

I'm proud of my independence and I keep telling myself that I don't need a man. I'm financially comfortable and am able to solve my own problems, but every once in awhile, something mechanical or electrical goes wrong and I feel so lost. I'm not sure that I want a full-time man in my life (I have become extremely independent), but it would be nice to have a part-time man to rely on at times. But then again, with my improving handyman skills, maybe I don't need a man to rescue me. But it still might be nice to have one. (Can you tell that I'm home alone on a Saturday night?)