I had this brilliant idea the other night in the middle of sorting through my stuff and figuring out what to keep, what to throw out and what to sell. Since I have put all my vinyl records, cassettes and CDs into digital format, or could get the same songs digitally remastered with no scratches online, I decided it was time to get rid of my turntable, which I have never used, my dual cassette player and my CD/DVD changer/player.
The problem was that they were on one shelf. The tuner, Comcast DVR and TV they were connected to were on the shelf below. All the cables and plugs went behind these two deep shelves or through holes in the back of the wall unit. It all looked like spaghetti back there but I somehow got it into my head that I could disconnect just those things I wanted to take out and everything would be hunky dory. Wrong. Somehow I pulled out a few too many cables and suddenly everything went blank. And quiet.
I panicked and tried for an hour to fix the problem and then called Comcast in desperation. I waited on hold for 35 minutes and was told they couldn't help me. They made an appointment for Friday afternoon (this was Saturday night), and said they had to charge me an extra $3.99 a month for at least 2 months to provide this service. I was in a total funk. I finished taking everything apart and cleaned out the colonies of dust bunnies that had been multiplying like, well, bunnies behind the shelves and then went into the bedroom to watch the set there. Since I have only one DVR, I had to watch real time and soon got frustrated. I decided to clean out all my dresser drawers and wall unit shelves and then started on the closets. I filled 5 garbage bags to send to Goodwill and filled my garbage pail with trash. I found lots of stuff I didn't know I had and lots I wish I didn't have.
By this time it was getting light and I tackled the bathroom closet and the shelves and drawers in the double vanity. By the time I was done, my back was out so bad and my knees were so shot that I almost couldn't get up. I grabbed a box of big pain patches I had just unearthed that I didn't know I had and hit the muscle relaxant and pain pill bottle and somehow got into bed with my i-Pad until the sleeping pill and all the other stuff started working. I went onto Zite and started posting recipes on Pinterest (by this time it was mid morning), and checking Facebook. Up pops a message from my my son, L.D., who couldn't believe I was up that early. When I told him I hadn't been to bed and what happened, he offered to help.
With my i-Phone, I took pictures of the whole mess and and one of my remote and within about 5 minutes, His Royal Geekness had it fixed. I was so grateful and relieved.
Today I called Comcast to cancel the appointment and to have the service charges for the service I no longer needed removed and found out that condo association customers are Premium customers and aren't supposed to be charged. He promised to refund them and backdated it too, so something good came out of that experience.
And, now I have done 3 rooms, 5 closets, 2 bathrooms and part of my office. I have huge garbage bags full of clothes, shoes, handbags and all sorts of other things, and filled an entire garbage can.
I'll need to take it easier, though, because I had to cancel with Michelle, the trainer I am working with, which wasn't good. I'm better now but trying not to overdo it. It is hard to imagine how I think I am going to be able to go back to work but I am determined. It has been pouring every day and a tropical storm is coming, so I guess I didn't miss anything. I'll need to work up the energy to tackle the downstairs storage closet and the garage. I'm saving the worst for last..
