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Ludington Michigan
Up North – Lake Michigan

A friend sent me a message yesterday asking if I wanted to head north for the weekend. A trip north would be perfect. It’s something I’ve been wanting to do since last summer on my last visit. There’s something about it that makes me feel good and worry less.

I thought about it for a second, going over the details in my head on what I would need to do ; book the room, check availability of dog kennel, make sure not to schedule any jobs this weekend. After the mental note I began making the calls. The room part was easy, I don’t have any jobs scheduled Saturday – Monday and I can keep it that way.  Then there was the kennel. They wanted over $200.00 which is ridiculous so I decided to stick local. I supposed if I really wanted to make it happen I could but I didn’t.  Besides the traffic would suck with everyone in lower Michigan heading north on Memorial weekend.  I’m more of an off week kind of guy when it comes to going north.

Still, for a little while I was excited at the idea of my first trip north. It’s only Wednesday and I still plan to keep my options open so who knows.

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Ruining Everything


What’s the last thing you look at when you go to bed and the first thing you look at when you wake up?

smartphone-addictionEntering the barbershop I  made my way to the corner where there’s a soft leather couch. I like to sit there for a few minutes because the couch is so comfortable. On each visit I wonder where they got the couch and think about where it would fit in my home, it wouldn’t unless I finished the basement.

On this visit there was someone across from me that I made eye contact with just as I was sitting down. There was a quick acknowledgement like a half “hello” or “hi.” As I sat on my favorite couch I pulled out the smart phone and started tapping away. The damn phone that’s ruining everything.

Thinking back to a time before smartphones I think I remember something about conversations or even reading books. They seem like distant memories but I do know books still, I have plenty of them only they are more decoration now. I remember too how it feels to dive into a book that pulls you in so much that you just can’t put it down. My favorite books are biographies and science fiction. I’ve never come away with much satisfaction from winning at Words with Friends, as seldom as that happens.

Have you ever sat down with someone and all they do is tap away on their phone? It’s like a never-ending cycle of tapping, scrolling, checking,  playing, and checking again. You feel like there’s no way you can compete with the phone because it provides endless time killing material. I’ve only met one or two people with the capacity to overtake the smartphone who could talk so fast and constant that you don’t have time to even look away from them let alone check your social media and/or make a move on Words with Friends.

I’m guilty of using my phone at inappropriate times. When is an inappropriate time? When someone is trying to talk to you and they only see your head at a 45 degree angle, when you are at a wedding, funeral, movie, or in the checkout lane at the grocery store are all times when you should pay attention to what’s going on around you. I won’t go on a rant about texting and driving, you know who you are. Stop doing that. I promise I will too. I’m also going to make a habit of keeping my phone in my pocket when around friends. I won’t make the person or people with me feel like they are second to my smart phone.

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Death By Windshield

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crack killsOver the summer a stone hit the lower left side of my windshield and made a small crack. I’ve had those before so I figured, “ah that sucks but I can get it repaired.” You know those little parking lot set ups where they put some glue in it and bill your insurance? That really works.

I was in between inspections so I stopped home, as I usually do, to complete a report before heading back out to another inspection. It was about a two-hour delay between jobs. That’s not much time but apparently it’s enough time for that small crack to spread.

When I went back out to my truck I noticed the crack had moved from the lower left, up about six inches, back down and cured over a little. Later on I scheduled a windshield replacement but then while on my way home from the last home inspection I realized I didn’t even look out that side of the window so perhaps I could just deal with it and I did.

crackForward to just last week and I was out waiting for the truck to warm up so I could be on my way. It’s been unreasonably cold and snowy here this winter like arctic cold at times. They call it a Polar Vortex. I call it mf’r. That morning as my windshield was defrosting I had the heat up to full blast then I heard a sound like ice splitting. The crack decided to take a turn and expand across the windshield stopping just short of fully reaching the far right side.

I thought for a minute about how I might be able to still let it be but then I thought about driving in a heavy wind. Would the windshield fall in on me? Or how about when I drive into one of the automatic car washes where the brush climbs up the front and sides of your vehicle then the hurricane gust of wind pushes the water away, would my windshield fall in on me in the car wash? Then there’s this. Around here a cop can pull you over for obstruction of view when you have something in your line of sight, like a cracked windshield.

The cost is $180.00 to replace, not bad as I was expecting more. The cost of having to take my truck somewhere and not have it for the day….lost fee’s from not being able to take a couple of inspections today.

That and my anxiety has returned with a vengeance like you can’t eat or sleep vengeance. I’ve cut back on coffee to lesson it but then I crave coffee.