Showing posts with label Shit happens. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Shit happens. Show all posts

Thursday, August 16, 2012

The Longest Yard Sale...aftermath

Okay, I hate to admit this, but the longest yard sale... sucked. big. time. For us who drove a whooping 12 hours just to get there, it was so BAD. -_- Unlike what I had envisioned (probably something like Brooklyn Flea X 10 times in scale), it was just endless garage sales (literally trash) at people's backyards/garage/lawn along Highway 127. Occasionally, there were areas with tents pitched with multiple sellers, which were a tiny bit more interesting. Despite that, the items sold were really crappy. Someone's trash certainly isn't my treasure. Pretty much nothing caught my eye. 

This was taken at the first stop where I was really excited. (well, reality hadn't slapped me yet)


We were kinda lucky that the first stop was a tented area, thus the stores had a little more quality.


Got the boys to pose for a photo before we started 'shopping'.


Since we were constantly on the road, food trucks were the sources of our lunches. Well, on a slightly better note, the food was pretty decent.


The weather in the mid west was pretty crappy too, kinda similar to Singapore. Random thunderstorms, followed by shitty hot, humid weather. We were pretty attracted to the crates below. However, upon closer examination, we realised that the crates were soaked in the rain and the conditions of the crates were baffling. (I wouldn't bring any home. Yucks~)


The wood works were pretty nice actually, unfortunately, not quite my style..



After a day of driving (and NOTHING bought), I was so annoyed with what the yard sale offered that I proposed a change in our course. So, after a few phone calls, we completely changed our itinerary and headed for a different destination (will reveal more on the next post). Mr Lim felt so sorry for me that he didn't object to the change in plans. Besides, both of us are rather easy going and impromptu, so the drastic change in plans wasn't too fatal. =P

Anyway, on a slightly happily note, on the final day of the road trip, we stopped by one of the tents one last time and found some trash treasure - A 1970s coca cola crate that is in pristine condition and two blue mason jars! Mr Lim also found a cigar box that he wanted to use to store his boardgames items.


More details on what happened on the next blog entry. till then, don't feel too sorry for me yet.. *winks*

Thursday, March 15, 2012

Water trouble..

Shit happens. On a nice 'summer' day last week, I rushed out of the apartment (after using the toilet) to meet my friend for a walk in the park. What I didn't realize was that the toilet bowl valve malfunctioned and failed to seal the output of water into the bowl. As a result, it flooded the whole apartment (The water was about 2 inches!). It was so bad that the water actually seeped down two stories before someone discovered the leak. Fortunately for us, as it was a technical malfunction, as opposed to our negligence (e.g. forgetting to turn off the tap), we were not liable for the damage caused. A cleaning crew was called in almost immediately and they left behind 3 heaters and 3 industrial fans to dry out the floor. And those was the noisiest machines EVER. We were told to leave them on for as long as we could so that the floors could dry quicker. To make it worse, we were supposed to keep the windows closed. Arghhhh...

Being a typical obedient Singaporean, I left the fans on throughout the first day. The only time I got some peace and quiet was when I was walking Sam. What an irony. The crazy 42nd street was actually quieter than my apartment. -_-  By the second day, I was so frustrated that I refused to turn the fans on whenever I was home as they were driving me NUTS. 

A peep of the monstrous machines that were driving me crazy. No. 1 camping at the living room. While it wasn't exactly loud, it radiated warm air that made the whole room stuffy.
Two industrial fans in the hallway to dry the wall panels. Another heater and a smaller fan were in our bedroom.
The guest room was actually the worst hit, hence a heater and industrial fan were assigned there.
Well, to make the best of the shitty situation, I decided to have some fun and got the little monster to pose in front of the fans. It certainly does give the MTV effects with his coat 'dancing' in the wind.
 Love the silly looking mohawk!
Thank goodness Sam is super resilient and could not care less about the noise and the presence of the machines.

After a looooong 4 days, they finally removed the fans and *here's the best part*, relocated us to the fully furnished corporate apartment for a week and half while they replace the floors. Not too bad huh. I'm taking it as a vacation and all of us are enjoying it to the max!!