How
many times have we heard that? Or said it? We live in fear of
pulling that loose thread and having all hell break loose. Yet, we've
all done it, right? There's something so tempting about pulling it.
Whether it results in a lost button or a lost hem, there is danger in
that first pull...
I've learned a sad truth. After age 50 or so, that loose thread starts with your primary care physician. Just walking into her office with a seemingly "minor" problem initiates the launch sequence. With one small tug, you are sent into the dizzying world of referrals, specialists, tests, tests and more tests. And this phenomenon occurs in waves. The first is around age 50. The next wave happens in the sixties. We're experiencing our second wave and it is not FUNNY anymore!


Who pulled that first thread? If we had never gone to the doctor in the first place we never would have been diagnosed with any of this stuff. Oh, to be young and naive again!
As if things weren't bad enough with the health analogy, the thread philosophy applies to home repair as well. Last time the boys were both home Dave asked them to take out some shrubs from the front of the the house a few weeks ago.(In this photo Matt is either directing the operation or mocking me as I scream, "NOOOOOOOOO") They all thought it looked so much better and would be really great when they re-landscaped it, built a retaining wall, put some benches and a BBQ grill with a card table and folding chairs and lawn gnomes all around. How about 50 or so little lighted doo dads all over? It all sounds so magical. Again I scream, "NOOOOOOOOOOO!" They laughed their heads off.
Within a week Dave had contracted to have 6--which grew to 8--trees removed from our property (see previous blog). Now that the trees are gone, there is a whole bunch of clean up that needs to be done that was never done because of all the trees being in the way covering things up. AND, guess what? The fence that the trees were holding up because they had grown around it is coming down and will have to be replaced. Our neighbor would like to help with the cost but can't right now so--ouch--the thread just got pulled a little more. When that is done there will have to be some repainting of part of the fence and then we may as well paint the other part that was replaced by Matt a year ago. And, while we have the paint out, there are a few areas of trim waaaaayyy up close to the roof that we neglected when we painted the house 2 years ago that should be done. As you may recall, that whole house painting project came to a screeching halt when I did the half-gainer off the roof.
The really great thing about all of this is that I'm sitting just steps away from the Pacific Ocean as I write this. Nothing can hurt me when I'm here. I'm not even stressed out writing this. I'm not. I'm not. I'm not. I'm not. I'm not. I'm not.
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