Cowboy was awake and out of bed before me this morning.
I was dragging myself up and heading to the closet for clothes when he popped back into the bedroom.
He brought me breakfast in bed, or that was the plan.
In other words, extremely rare.
I’m guessing it was my Mother’s Day breakfast since he goes to church tomorrow.
I appreciated it and enjoyed it, but I can still make a joke about it.
Cowboy fell asleep after breakfast, like he usually does.
I didn’t bother waking him.
He’d been talking all morning about having things to do today, which is why he got up early in the first place.
But even if it drives me up the wall sometimes, I just leave him be and let him sleep.
Badger and I walked down to the Creek Church and sat for a good long while.
To be honest, the need to use the bathroom finally made us head back home.
There are no public restrooms anywhere.
Maybe the library would let you use theirs, but that’s embarrassing.
It’s like, “Hey librarian, I’m using your bathroom but not checking a book out.”
They’re not open on the weekends anyway.
When we got home, the old TV was already off the wall and Cowboy was working on getting the new one up.
I wish I was joking when I say it took three hours to get it mounted.
The wall mount took the longest since it had to be assembled and then installed.
The new TV didn’t match the back of the old one, so Badger had to figure out how to get it attached.
Even with the mount, the TV barely fits in the corner and ends up touching the window, which Cowboy didn’t want.
He refuses to shop anywhere but Walmart, and Walmart doesn’t really carry Roku TVs anymore, so you get what you get.
It’s up and working, so I’m calling it good enough.
While Cowboy was wrestling with the TV, Badger went into the kitchen and made lupper.
Lupper, meaning lunch and supper combined, since we hadn’t eaten dinner yet and she was only doing one big meal for the day.
Cowboy didn’t fuss.
He ate and headed out to the yard.
Badger ate, grabbed her camera, and headed to the yard.
Me?
I ate and settled down with my online games.
I also put up an ad on Marketplace for the she-shed TV.
That’s a pain in the keister.
They always want it, they’re always coming, then they ghost you.
Eventually Cowboy put the old living room TV up in the she-shed.
I didn’t stick around for that one.
One round of playing handyman was enough for me.
I’ve got a bigger, better working TV out there now, but it’s still the same issue.
No internet connection, so there’s nothing to watch, and I don’t think the antenna is even plugged in.
Dark came and everyone headed inside.
Badger and I went into my room for our “The X Files.”
I had a woman saying her son would come for the TV, but she never got back to me about what time he’d be here.
I sent her at least three messages.
Meanwhile, I had another man who was very insistent about getting it.
So I told her I was moving on to the next person in line.
Then she finally popped up saying she could come get it after all.
But by then, no.
She had already said she couldn’t come, said her son would have to, and then disappeared for a good three hours.
I didn’t say all that to her.
I just told her I went to the next person in line.
That man was on my doorstep within fifteen minutes, just like he said he would be.
9:40 at night isn’t the best time for a Marketplace buyer to show up at someone’s door, but we had to get that TV out of the house tonight.
I didn’t sell it.
I gave it away, and I clearly said it had been an outside TV, so it was probably full of bugs and dirty.
Then I headed back to the bedroom for “The X Files.”
I’m on my tablet, so I’ll clean things up in the morning and add pictures.
I think we might be regretting the new TV.
It doesn’t sit as close to the wall as the old one, and it’s a lot louder.
I’m behind a closed bedroom door and can still hear everything the actors on the living room TV are saying.
Oh, well.
I bought it so he’d have a decent TV.
He wouldn’t have bought one for himself, but he would buy me a Mother’s Day present.
Badger’s starting to snore, so I’m going to poke her awake and get her out of my room, then head to sleep myself.
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4 comments:
You know, I have never been inside a Walmart! That is one large TV. It was thoughtful of Cowboy to bring you breakfast. A kind gesture. Once again, very nice photos.
Sandra: You’ve never been to a Walmart?
I know a lot of people hate it, but Walmart is the only big store we have close unless you want to drive to Knoxville, and my husband won’t, so we end up there more than we’d like.
The TV is a lot bigger than what we wanted, but it was the only Roku one in stock.
It was thoughtful of him, and rare, so I appreciated it.
I’ll tell my daughter you liked her pictures.
I hope your Mother’s Day was good.
Nope. There isn't one anywhere near where I live, as far as I know. I dislike the Walton family, but if it were my only choice I would go there. What corporate business isn't run by unlikeable people? My Mother's Day was quiet, the son worked.
Sandra: I always thought Walmart had its tentacles everywhere like an octopus, so I’m honestly surprised you don’t have one near you.
They don't seem to miss an opportunity to put one up anywhere they can.
I understand that. I remember when Walmart first came to the town I grew up in, and all the little shops closed because everyone went there instead.
If we had more choices here, we probably wouldn’t shop there as much either.
And you’re right, most big companies end up feeling pretty similar these days.
I’m glad your Mother’s Day was peaceful, even if the son had to work.
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