Recently the stuff around my only fan is hitting it at incredible speed. I am keeping calm, serene, and positive.
When I get up in the morning, I am already ducking and walking on four instead of two, so the stuff constantly hitting the fan, with no break whatsoever, just does not hit me so early, before I have my coffee.
Thanks God for the lovely and fun weekend. I am even keeping far away from the phone, so the stuff does not try to make an entrance through the airwaves. Stuff is really getting sophisticated. The better the technology, the faster the crapola reaches us.
What can I do to make the stuff just reach a level of non-threatening alarm stage? Turn off the fan, sorry…that is just not possible. That fan has life of its own. It does not respond to any command. And what about the stuff? I am here very tranquil, not moving too much inside my condo, as not to generate new stuff. But…it keeps on reaching the fan level and Bam! Need to duck on a constant basis.
Probably you are wondering what’s going on. With me, nada, it is with the others. I am taking a leave from going out or answering the phone, until things go back to normal stuff and the fan being somewhat happy.
So…it was today…26 October, 2011…a day of evading the stuff coming out from the fan.
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Great Halloween costume in photo. If your fan has a remote, change the battery. Stuff has been hitting my life fan for years.
Trick or treat! Remote is useless when the stuff with its own power is coming from outside my bounderies. I am cool…everything has a solution or it just disappears. I am hoping for the magic disappearance.
Ha! At least you can be funny about all your stuff hitting your fan – ! It will all be OK – just stay low to the ground 🙂
I saw a little old man on tv this morning, 107 years mature, and he said that one of the things he thinks keeps him young is his sense of humor. If that is the case, I am going to live forever! I am ducking most of the time. Thanks God for the good carpet. 🙂
What kind of stuff?
What do you think? You have a pretty good imagination.
I have no clue. What is it?
Hmmmm…is this the real Lindsay or an impostor?
No, I am just trying to get an answer to my question.
To end the saga, the stuff is the manure that somehow manages to creep into one’s life. There in a nutshell it is! Have a great weekend!
When the “Stuff” flies, you simply need to duck, close your eyes, and repeat – you will not stick, you will not stick. It’s a beautiful day in the neighborhood, and stuff will not stick!
Thinking about it, Raylene, I just had this great idea. Let’s start the classification of stuff…ones to duck, ones to just let it go by and the ones to totally and I mean totally avoid. But…it always finds the way to our fan, isn’t it. Best thing is just to wear the stuff with class and just being cool with “stuff” hanging on. 🙂
You were speaking metaphorically. I thought you were having problems with you fan and was offering manly advise. I have put up and repaired many ceiling fans,
Fan is fine, thank you very much. Thanks for your good intention. I will keep you in mind.