Monday, January 25, 2010

Clever, Frugal, and Inky

Earlier this month I came home from a quick overnight visit with Dad to find that my washing machine's agitator was not agitating. I realize the irony that a lack of agitation was, in turn, also a source of agitation. However, I didn't dwell on this because I seriously needed to do some laundry. So I popped the top off the agitator and saw that one of the cam dogs was broken, which prevented the other cam dogs from catching on the teeth inside the agitator. Did I mention that this was about 6:30 PM on a Sunday evening? Right. So there is no way that I'm going to call an appliance repair person, yet there is still laundry to be washed. So I poke around in my handy little toolbox and find two plastic screw anchors (circled in red below) that were just the right size to jam the un-broken cam dogs into position. This allowed me to do several loads of laundry and bought me some time to see how much a real repair job was going to cost.
Boy am I glad I did this! Ends up that a set of cam dogs only cost me $8 and I was able to switch them out myself! This saved me at least the $65 that a service call costs, and who knows how much they would have charged me for the infamous "parts and labor." All I need to do now is bolt the agitator back in place and I'm good to go!

On a totally separate subject, I'd like to share with you a little glimpse from my weekend. I haven't talked much about this up till now because, like stories I've heard about picking names for a child, everyone has an opinion and often share it without being asked. So, now that it is over and done, I'm happy to bring the topic up for discussion! I have been debating for a long, long time now about getting some more tattoo work done. When I say "a long, long time" I mean literally years. I got my first tattoo back in 2001 and have wanted more since then. But I have been actively considering my next tattoo for at least three years. I thought about getting one in 2009, but wasn't sure I was in quite the right frame of mind. For me, it's not just the piece or where it is on my body, but it is also a reminder of where I am emotional and mentally. After a bit more thought, and having made the "mistake" of flipping through a few tattoo mags earlier this month, I realized that I really was ready to take that leap. I brought Joy with me to the Island Tattoo Company in South Carolina (since Georgia doesn't license/regulate their tattoo shops). The folks there were really nice, friendly and helpful. Gavan was great in helping me brainstorm on what I was going to get, and Charles was super cool to chat with and did an amazing job!

I feel like I'm carrying around a secret: people see me at work or walking Harley in the park and they have no idea that I have this beautiful piece of art melding with my skin. I don't know when the novelty will wear off, but right now I'm totally basking in the joy of my new tattoo. I love that this is now a permanent piece of who I am. The trouble now will be not going back for more. Well, maybe just a little touch-up on the old tat...

1 comment:

BB said...

Wow... how did I miss that you got a new tattoo... it's beautiful!! I remember you thinking about it but I didn't remember you actually getting it. *hugs*