I can barely check my own email without the woman's help and she wants me to join steemit?
When I come home from work, she's always asking me how my day is - Do I have any funny stories? - Did anything interesting happen? The answer used to be yes all the time, but I think I might be going through a bit of retail burn out because lately the funny stories aren't funny anymore.
Actually, I can't believe some of the people I deal with on a regular basis have lived as long as they have. Statistically, they should have done something stupid enough for an honorable mention in the Darwin Awards.
Day in and day out I have to help people love where they live but I'm also trying to keep them from destroying their home or blow themselves up.
What do I do? I'm a plumber with experience in playing with electricity. I had an HVAC business and was a former diesel mechanic/mobility when I served in the USAF. When I say you cannot plumb your house with garden hose chances are I know a lot more about plumbing than you. TRUE STORY. Please don't do that and you'll have a more harmonious outcome.
I don't know...
The woman says to write whatever comes to mind but I've got a million ideas and a million more dreams I don't know where to start without sounding like a complete lunatic. I love classic cars especially MOPAR. I could do helpful plumbing and electrical tips. I've started drawing a cartoon that the woman says I should post. I also make her crazy by making up stupid lyrics to songs.
That's about it for now. Thanks for reading.