Posted by cket on June 23, 2009, 21:15:01, in reply to "Re: Toy car & Garage sale"
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This is a difficult subject. There was a time I searched out good deals at yard and estate sales. I got some interesting deals in the process. Sometimes I would explain and pay more for something to be "right" in my own head. One has too many hammers or lumber or this or that and i reached my point. More eye on the 50' of welding cable than another dresser. Babe would eventually go upstairs while I would check out the basement.
Times were good then. But they were bad for someone else. I can't go on but in retrospect i gave always a fair payment. I wasn't an "art Guy" but would buy my sweet whatever she saw and we were together much, basement or attic.
Took tears to find the other house and slowly populate it with furnishment and tools to maintain it. Get into tractors and engines and generators and she's doing the curtains or fussing about putting down new linoleum. Went on and on constant maintenance. Which is normal except at some point she was finding what she found in me somewhere else.
So then all the work we/I had done to make this place and the machines to maintain were at some pivot in her head and mine also as she found someone else. Someone else who didn't have hydro's apart in a tractor and located the sickle bar and needs to do the engine. Some else who didn't transport and unload milling and other machines in dead of night or secure lumber for the modifications we designed upon.
For it was a chasm and increasing vortex of requirements to a certain property. $$$$$$s any one. The loans to her prevented my advancing beyond the vehicles and equip I already had.
In order to help me out with my disturbance(during her new thing) over gradually losing her she brought her boyfriend into my house and started throwng all my stuff into closets and using my tools. Changing locks. Using my favorite tractor to show off to somebody else.( she wasn't there when I researched and found the perfect tractor mower nor hauled 1 ton of it) and fixed everything right there by machines I had also moved. Freakin just don't track in dirt. "Dirt?"."You need to trim this!" Yes but I need to sharpen some blades SLAM!!
So As I told her. You got everything but the "ME" there. You got your cookout and various kids and your own food. Sorry I was so miserable with the bills and all.
While I was mowing somebody else was plowing her field and i got a clue.
It was too late.
I believe while we work hard the gov't is plowing our field and they are doing stuff in our face akin to putting doorlocks on bedrooms. We don't have the key nor do we want to really look.
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