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Repaired the toilet tank lever this morning. Made the kids do reading and theory. Finished my reunion page and sent it off. Went to the pool for two hours (I was in the pool for an hour of that -- walking for forty minutes, then treading water). Came home. Drove to Stanford to fill out paperwork at the sleep clinic so they can fax my prescription for headgear (will someone kindly explain why the hell you need prescriptions for this stuff?) to my DME vendor so that *they* can bill my insurance company.
Came home. Toilet tank lever broken again. Decided it was hosed -- my efforts at cutting off rusted on screw and filing bolt had not been sufficient to allow the lever to remain fastened. Decided the entire flusher had to be replaced.
Took James to cross country practice. Listened while he agonized about how he hadn't been training enough and he was sure everyone would laugh at him.
Went to OSH. They did not have the Kohler hardware I needed. Bought a "universal handle" which costs all of three dollars.
Picked up James. He wasn't the worst of the group (I could have told him that), in fact, he was a little bit better than most of the other JV runners. Made him leave his window open as we drove home -- after him having done yard work all day with practice in the afternoon, his shirt would probably be banned by chemical and biological weapons treaties.
Got pizza from Costco just before they closed. Got it home to discover that instead of a cheese/pepperoni, they had given me a combo/pepperoni. Grabbed a couple of pieces, then headed off to Home Depot, who had even less selection of toilet hardware than OSH did. Headed home. On way, got call saying that David had "accidentally" eaten a piece of mushroom and now was "feeling dizzy." Determined that he was still breathing okay, so opted not to panic.
Went home. David is still "dizzy" but I sent him to bed. (I will monitor his progress -- if he does have an allergy like his father's, he's going to be a very unhappy camper, but won't need to go to the hospital or anything. I just went in to check on him and he was sound asleep, and although he can be roused (rather grumpily) he refuses to get down from the top bunk and sleep where I can observe him. It's been an hour since he ate the mushroom (or more), and he says his breathing is fine and all he wants to do is sleep, so I'm letting him alone.)
Replaced handle on toilet. It's not a great fit -- it's a little loose, for one thing -- but it will work until I can get a better (i.e., Kohler) handle.
Drinks next on agenda.
Came home. Toilet tank lever broken again. Decided it was hosed -- my efforts at cutting off rusted on screw and filing bolt had not been sufficient to allow the lever to remain fastened. Decided the entire flusher had to be replaced.
Took James to cross country practice. Listened while he agonized about how he hadn't been training enough and he was sure everyone would laugh at him.
Went to OSH. They did not have the Kohler hardware I needed. Bought a "universal handle" which costs all of three dollars.
Picked up James. He wasn't the worst of the group (I could have told him that), in fact, he was a little bit better than most of the other JV runners. Made him leave his window open as we drove home -- after him having done yard work all day with practice in the afternoon, his shirt would probably be banned by chemical and biological weapons treaties.
Got pizza from Costco just before they closed. Got it home to discover that instead of a cheese/pepperoni, they had given me a combo/pepperoni. Grabbed a couple of pieces, then headed off to Home Depot, who had even less selection of toilet hardware than OSH did. Headed home. On way, got call saying that David had "accidentally" eaten a piece of mushroom and now was "feeling dizzy." Determined that he was still breathing okay, so opted not to panic.
Went home. David is still "dizzy" but I sent him to bed. (I will monitor his progress -- if he does have an allergy like his father's, he's going to be a very unhappy camper, but won't need to go to the hospital or anything. I just went in to check on him and he was sound asleep, and although he can be roused (rather grumpily) he refuses to get down from the top bunk and sleep where I can observe him. It's been an hour since he ate the mushroom (or more), and he says his breathing is fine and all he wants to do is sleep, so I'm letting him alone.)
Replaced handle on toilet. It's not a great fit -- it's a little loose, for one thing -- but it will work until I can get a better (i.e., Kohler) handle.
Drinks next on agenda.