A passing rainstorm at sunset

Look before you leap and check before you pour.

Adminisk8or

05/13/2024

So I guess this the norm now- just keep forgetting to post every other week? Oh well.

If I began on every single thing I've done to fix up our first home in the last two weeks, I'd have enough to say to put everyone to sleep, so I'll only mention one of the more ambitious ones. I ran some ethernet line to one and a half places from my basement server rack. One I ran along the outside backyard wall to the lawn, ready to have it make a full 80-foot run to my shed, and the other one I ran along the same wall, and punched into my downstairs office. It was that day I learned that my basement was framed in such a way that left about 1 inch of space behind its wall- and then solid cement. That was a fun discovery. How electrical plugs fit into these walls is beyond me.

But easily the most "fail" moment of these past two weeks came when I did one of the simplest tasks of all- refilling a soap dispenser. We have one of those built into our kitchen sink, and seeing it there, I thought, "well, it's about time we actually use this cool thing" and I proceeded to dump liquid soap into it. As I did, I marveled at the capacity this seemingly small dispenser had. I think at this point, most people are already guessing what I was already starting to become wary of. I thought, "I wonder if there's no reservoir on this thing?" and I foolish made a quick glance to see if any soap had fallen into the cabinet under the sink, not thinking about the fact that the soap is almost perfectly see-through, and shrugged away the thought. Sure enough, after having emptied about 2/3 of the bottle, I began having that feeling I should double check. Lo and behold, how my face contorted as I gazed upon the accumulation of my failure to follow the old adage: look before you leap.

To be frankly honest, the failure of that moment was almost perfectly akin to falling from Orange Hell in Getting Over It, and I was just left speechless at my own undoing. Maybe it's true that there's no use crying over spilled milk, but I might have to make an exception to spilled soap, weirdly enough.

And there's just been so much I've done these past two weeks in this home. Lights, fans, switches, shed organizing, measuring, buying and so much more. I think that the fact that my genes run in the realm of fixing things and handy work, and the fact that I've just lived in an apartment so long have come together to create the ultimate superfigure- someone who just keeps doing more and more work to make the house nicer, and also sometimes forgets to stop and take time to just live life in between it all.

And that's the challenge I've decided is ahead of me these coming weeks- balancing the workload with other aspects of life. Honestly, it's a fantastic problem to have, so I can't complain. And I hope others out there find the bright side in their situations. It could always be worse, right? Anyway, have a good week everyone; until next time, see ya!