Saturday, January 10, 2009
Sometime It Sucks To Be A Woman
Here I sit with four screw drivers, (of different sizes) one phillips screw driver, (at least I know the difference) one pair of tweezers, one pair of needle nose pliers, one table knife, and one steak knife. What am I trying to do? I'm trying to open one little battery door on my police scanner. I haven't listened to my scanner in some time and when I decided to, it started making a tiny beeping sound with a tiny flashing light. Took me a while to remember what it was trying to tell me. Then the operation started. Why all this trouble opening one little door? I've done this before. I'm the one who closed it last time the battery needed changing. I had to go rest between trying each tool. John can't see those tiny things but I was saying some not so nice words so he decided to get up to look in his tool box. I was screaming where are all those shiny pliers you used to have. Not a pair could he find so he came in with the needle nose pliers and I was able to open it with those finally. Lucky I had found the proper battery in the junk drawer. I'm grouchy I bent over to pick up one of those big tins that people give you at Christmas time full of popcorn. You know when they don't know what else to give you? I have found what they are good for. They are perfect to store bird seed in. That was a mistake to pick that up. Pain across my lower back. The birds are fed and I'm listening to my scanner and realizing there are people going to the hospital who are worse off then me. Namely a young girl's horse was spooked and she fell off causing a bad gnash in her head with lots of bleeding. Pray she is okay.