Hi, friends!
Tonight’s topic is things you didn’t think through before doing, buying, etc. Please share results if they were hilarious, too.
This topic brought to you by my winning a raffle for a fire pit over the weekend, only to get home and realize that not only do I need to get pavers and clear some of the lawn to set this up (since other options are on the deck — hello fire hazard or on the driveway — also, hellow fire hazard), but also the best spot on the lawn is close enough to the sump pump discharge to be a swampy mess much of the time.
Anyways, I was already planning on putting a second rain garden in (this one around the sump pump discharge, compared to the one that I put back in the swampy mess area at the back of the yard) so I guess I’ll do that and see if the juncus, etc, will suck up some of that water mess and make the area more stable and less squishy.
Buying a gas grill. Visions of suburbia filled my head. Grilling dinner, drinking beer, and bullshitting with the neighbor. That lasted a week or two. I work in a manufacturing plant with no ac. In the summer time it gets to be in the 90’s. I realized I have no desire to cook outside in the heat after a day being inside in it. One of the dumbest decisions ever.
Oh I totally can see that! I don’t own a bbq pit/grill because I don’t really cook meat that much and I also have no interest in being outside in hot weather next to a heat-producing source.
Do you at least grill in winter?
Nope. Said “fuck it” all the way.
I love my gas grill & go through one every other year. I’m not the best about cleaning them & always saucy drippy stuff that rusts out the jets. Summer, at least not turning on the oven inside. Winter, fresh air & usually getting laughs for being on the deck in my grilling slippahs! (That’s pigeon for rubber slippers)
Dating & worst, falling in love with a person you work with. After the first time you would have thought I would know better but I did it again & the 2nd time the girls mom worked with us too! I was young & stupid (now I’m old & stupid & still kind of work with my love interest). Anyways, it lead to some really sad & tough moments that changed me forever.
Buying bikes and parts on a whim. Bought a Fuji track frame with no seatpost or clamp…which they don’t make anymore. So it’s basically artwork now.
Just about anything I’ve ever done in my life. I have zero capacity to think more than one step ahead of whatever I’m doing so I invariably fuck it up.
My old truck had some ice frozen in the box, so I grabbed the 2×4 that was also the tailgate and smashed it. When I woke up my son was looking at me, asking me if I was okay. I still have the scar right under my eye.
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I’m genuinely surprised she is alive. I figured the dude would have killed her days ago and dumped her body.
I regret buying the George Foreman grill that didn’t have grills which detach from the base. I stuck with it for almost a decade. My husband finally convinced me that it is worth it to replace it because cleaning it is such a pain in the ass. Our sink is not large and only half the grill fits in at one time.
Oh what a pain in the ass to clean! Shitty design to not have removable plates.
Full disclosure I also regret getting a stand mixer like 10 years ago. I didn’t get a Kitchenaid, since I am not much of a baker, but also I think I’ve used the damn thing like twice. It just takes up space in the basement.
Get a dough hook and a scale, make bread until you burn out the motor, then throw it away.
I have things I’ve planted which in retrospect I would have done differently — a Japanese Maple too close to the house, boxwoods too close to one another, a Chaste Tree I don’t really like, butterfly bushes when I really should have put in natives….
In 1997 I invested all the family’s money in JNCO jeans.
I’d hold onto those! They’ll come back! Or sell them in Japan.
I have buyer’s remorse for almost everything I own.
kid me used to cycle to school and back every day
one day on my way home…i spotted a brand new pile of dirt by the side of the road
couple feet high…angled just right to be a sweet ramp
so obviously i pedalled my little ass off and jumped that fucker
it was right about when i cleared the top and gravity and inertia took over that i discovered where all that dirt came from
it was then i knew i fucked up
Where did the dirt come from? I used to skateboard, and was decent, well, I was riding my bmx bike home from college, and friends spotted me, we decided to meet at my house for some recreational drugs, and I said I’d meet them there. Hyped to hang out and just feeling it, I saw a brick flower bed and figured I’d bunny hop onto it and ride. I’m not near as good in a BMX and ended up going over th handle bars, popping the front tire and bending the rim. Had to run my bike home.
The big pile of dirt came from the equally big hole which someone dug to get to the water main right behind it which I majestically sailed into
It was a landing I walked away from…. eventually