Home

New Leather Seating

New Couch


Not for the Miata, but for the living room, our new couch arrived 17 days and a half an hour later after we bought it. The 17 days was because that was the first available day that worked for both them and us. The half hour was because they called and left a message on my phone at work that they were 30 minutes away and it took them a touch over 60 to pull up in front of the house. Technically they were still 15 minutes early though. I was originally given a delivery window of 11:30 to 2:30 and they arrived at quarter after eleven.

It is two shades darker, 10 inches wider and about 2″ higher off the ground, but it is remarkably similar to our old one. The old couch left last night in the back of a pickup truck, to be given to someone who needed one (even one covered in tape.)

Old Couch

Smooth Trip, Rough Return

We have found coach seat nirvana for our flights of 4-1/2 to 5-1/2 hours over to Seattle, a Boeing 767-300. Its two – three – two seating gives us ample opportunity to not have to climb over anybody to get up and stretch or take a nature break1. Plus no possibility of a drunk napping on my shoulder during the flight. Both our flights out and back went un-bumpily smooth and 10 – 20 minutes quicker than advertised. No unruly kids ahead or behind and no crying babies anywhere.

We got back to ATL, ate a quick dinner at the terminal, collected our car and were on the road east by 8:00 PM. This, it turns out is the only time I have ever seen the bottom southeast quadrant of the I-285 beltway uncrowded. It was eerily empty. Even the normal 2-mile back up to transition to I-20 was wide open. There was more traffic near Washington Road in Augusta when we got there at 10:30 than around Atlanta…

When we go away for a week or more vacation we lock the thermostat to 77 or 78 so as not waste all that effort cooling the whole house down for the silk plants. When I took off the hold, I could hear the condenser kick on. The temp said it was 79, and I thought to myself, “That’s going to take a while to get down to comfortable.” As we went about our typical unloading of the car, tossing stuff in the laundry hamper, checking mail, staring into our empty refrigerator, we realized there was no cold air coming out from the vents.

Opened the bedroom window and could see/hear compressor running. Shut off thermostat. Reset, even though it wasn’t tripped, the A/C breaker. Turned the thermostat back on, the compressor came on, but still no air.

It was still 79° in the hall and the humidity was at 98.9%, we were in for a long night. We took cold showers, turned on all the ceiling fans to high and went to bed. I did eventually fell asleep, but poor Donna tossed and turned almost all night. At 5:00 I woke, found her in the other bedroom and said, “Hey, lets bike ride to Ridgecrest for breakfast, at least start the day right.”

By 2:00 PM we had cold air coming from the vents for about the cost of one of our round trip tickets to Seattle, but worth every penny of it.