Mummy in the Attic

While driving into work the other morning I heard about a mummified cat that fell out of the ceiling of a house in England that was being renovated. I am not into mummification and would never think of doing that to my or anyone else’s cat but since my hubby and a friend are doing some work on my house, the story kind of stuck with me.

For those who didn’t read my last post, let me bring you up to date. We are drywalling, fixing the seams and cracks that didn’t look good to me before we take on repainting. I don’t know about anyone else but it has been my experience that whenever you start a project to fix something you always find unexpected things that need fixing, too. It’s like one project begets other projects, you know, like biblical proportions. In our case, a simple bucket of mud also requires 2x4’s, lots of screws, and climbing into the attic to add dead wood (the other name for bracing). While at work I got a call from the hubby (very good hubby and handy man if just a little messy) to inform me that he climbed into the attic to put in dead wood and almost couldn’t get out. Took me a minute to catch that one. “Like you couldn’t find your way out or got stuck?”  “No, my back started to go out on me and I had to have someone else to go up and put in the wood.” 

When I hung up the phone, I remembered the cat. All I could do is shake my head. Glad the hubby got out of the attic. Got to admit, my marriage is an adventure. Don’t need to watch Jersey Shore or those Housewives shows. Got enough crazy around here…..free, without commercials.

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The Man with the Mechanical Mind - Yard Saling With the Hubby

I usually thrift and yard sale alone but every so often the hubby is in the pilot seat. It gives me a good chance to scout out the signs and stuff so I don't mind, as long as he stops when I see something good. Kind of scares me though when he makes a u-turn a little too quick. Well, the other day we were heading to the store and saw one of my favorite yard sale ladies. She has the place just across the bridge and there is no telling what she's got out front so I stop whenever I can.
This time I looked through the boxes and didn't see much but a peach lustre ware saucer (Fireking). On one of her tables was a big pot with a separate bottom and an electric cord coming from it. The lady asked "Do you know what this is?" I told her I had no clue. I thought it was an old electric deep fryer (turkey size).  She got this gleam in her eye and told me it was an old portable washing machine from 1946. Said it worked and she had looked it up. Very interesting.
When I got in the car I asked my husband if he knew what that thing was on the table. He had the windows up and the radio on so he didn't hear the conversation. "Yeah, it's a washing machine. The motor is on the bottom" he said. "How did you know that?" I asked. "I saw it" said he and we went down the road.

Darn. The man has this mechanical mind where he can just look at something and figure out how it works, even remember how to put things back together when he takes them apart. Not so for me. Sometimes I think I have a touch of dyslexia when it comes to hands-on application. Where he can look at something and get it the first time the same thing takes me forever, like a gazillion times (ok, maybe 3 or 4) with someone holding my hand.
So anyway, did I get the washing machine? No, I little more than I wanted to spend. She does have cool stuff, though. And I got another peach lustre saucer.