You got that right!
I wear clothing for years. I wear it until it is worn or no longer fits. I am wearing a fleece (one of many I own) that I bought at a thrift store about a decade ago. No holes in my clothing, not ragged, just well worn. This is easier to do when you have 30 long sleeved shirts or 30 short sleeved shirts. They last longer and go into a rotation.
The Princess also does the thrift stores. She has repeatedly quoted her sister who once observed;
The most expensive thing for me is my shoes. I have narrow feet and cannot wear cheap shoes or shoes from just anywhere. More than once, when I found something on sale that fit me, I purchased the same shoes in different colors. I invest in certain things, such as Columbia hats, and wear them for many years. Wool moths have cost me lots over the years. Wool and cashmere cardigans are something I love to wear, but the moths have their way with them.
Yours may be fine. Last month, Tmobile swapped our sim cards from Sprint to theirs, and our service availability hit the crapper, then the bill went through the roof.
Zanej, you posted in the right place: that is definitely a rant.
You're getting closer to me Spike driver.Holy cow...
I'm working near a tiny hamlet just northeast of the Kansas City metro area this week. I believe the name is Lawson, Missouri. (I actually can't tell the names of the little towns I work through on the tracks, unless I have a track chart or I can see the water tower...) Anyway, this is possibly the white trashiest place I've ever seen, and I've seen a lot. Garbage, refuse, junk cars, old decaying furniture, burned out mobile homes, you name it and it's all over the place. To top it off, on the railroad bridge some punks spray painted swastikas and "F*** black pepole". Yes, "pepole", spelled just like that. This place is almost as low class as Los Angeles.
You know how you burn grassland to get rid of all the crap that's preventing the new healthy grass from growing? Between Antifa on one side and morons like this on the other, I'm about ready to lay a match to this whole country and burn it down to the bare dirt, so a new healthy nation can grow in its place...
I only have a couple more days of work in that area, probably next Tuesday and Wednesday, maybe Thursday also. Then we move to Iowa, over on the Missouri River.
They are, then they get tired of the area.
Well...in any case, if you see a crew replacing railroad ties on the Union Pacific track in Lawson next week, I'll be in there somewhere. There's another crew doing the same thing further south too. The project ends at Moseby, but I don't think my crew will get that far south.
This reminds me of going to mechanics recently, with a new manager in the shop. I said when I turn the car off, I sometimes hear a strange noise by the front right tire. He types it in, reads back what he typed into the computer and said it makes a clicking sound. No, I never said anything about a clicking sound, it is more of a slow release of air, which I had told him, but he didn't hear or maybe listen, he just assumed. He is new, so he must put me in the same grouping as he puts all women, knowing nothing about cars, just drive them. He has no idea that I usually tell them what is wrong with my car and what needs to be repaired and sometimes they think I am wrong until they get the car on the lift. Farm girl here who does not turn up the radio so I don't have to hear what the car sounds like. I had a mechanic tell me that I always knew what was wrong with my car. Well, if you drive a vehicle, you should understand a little bit about what is going on under the hood, what makes it go, or not. Vehicles are one of the bigger investments we make, so I like to stay on top of repairs, keeping my vehicles maintained. If they stop, it is all on me to figure out what is next and it is never cheap!
