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Taking Care of Business
Nov. 16th, 2022 10:03 pmYou may ask "How busy has it been around your place, Bill?"
The answer to that has been "Really, really busy."
In fact, it has been so busy that I bought a new HDMI-switching A/V receiver to replace my old one (which is old enough that it thinks HDMI stands for Hot Dog! More Information!) and have had it in the house for *weeks* now, yet I have not even opened the box.
Until tonight. Gretchen went out to run an errand and I opened the box. Then I pulled out the stereo cabinet and carefully unwired everything from the old receiver *except* for the speaker wires so that I could get the receiver out and sitting on a tub in front of the TV. This is because I want to carefully move those wires from the old terminals to the new ones so that I don't have to spend a lot of time tracing them to get them in the right place.
Do you *know* how much dust can accumulate in the back of a stereo cabinet, which is a place where cleaning ladies never, ever go? Lots. Lots and lots. Even more than that, since we fired the cleaning ladies several months before the pandemic started, so there has been not as much of an attempt to fight back the dust gods and their ferocious dust bunny allies. I looked in the cleaning supplies for a can of Endust or some such to help with dispatching the masses of accumulated dust, but finding nothing, I dampened a paper towel and proceeded to turn it into a highly disposable mass of clotted dust.
Gretchen got back about the time that I finished this, so I put the new receiver into the cabinet and pushed it back into place. As we settled down to watch some TV, I mentioned to Gretchen that we needed to buy some furniture dust spray of some kind.
"You mean like that?"
I looked up. There was a can of Pledge sitting on a small table two positions to the right of the TV. This is not where it belongs, but that should not be a surprise. Nasty little taunting can...
I will resume wiring at a future date. Not tomorrow, because that is K's birthday.
Maybe this weekend.
The answer to that has been "Really, really busy."
In fact, it has been so busy that I bought a new HDMI-switching A/V receiver to replace my old one (which is old enough that it thinks HDMI stands for Hot Dog! More Information!) and have had it in the house for *weeks* now, yet I have not even opened the box.
Until tonight. Gretchen went out to run an errand and I opened the box. Then I pulled out the stereo cabinet and carefully unwired everything from the old receiver *except* for the speaker wires so that I could get the receiver out and sitting on a tub in front of the TV. This is because I want to carefully move those wires from the old terminals to the new ones so that I don't have to spend a lot of time tracing them to get them in the right place.
Do you *know* how much dust can accumulate in the back of a stereo cabinet, which is a place where cleaning ladies never, ever go? Lots. Lots and lots. Even more than that, since we fired the cleaning ladies several months before the pandemic started, so there has been not as much of an attempt to fight back the dust gods and their ferocious dust bunny allies. I looked in the cleaning supplies for a can of Endust or some such to help with dispatching the masses of accumulated dust, but finding nothing, I dampened a paper towel and proceeded to turn it into a highly disposable mass of clotted dust.
Gretchen got back about the time that I finished this, so I put the new receiver into the cabinet and pushed it back into place. As we settled down to watch some TV, I mentioned to Gretchen that we needed to buy some furniture dust spray of some kind.
"You mean like that?"
I looked up. There was a can of Pledge sitting on a small table two positions to the right of the TV. This is not where it belongs, but that should not be a surprise. Nasty little taunting can...
I will resume wiring at a future date. Not tomorrow, because that is K's birthday.
Maybe this weekend.