Now back to the phone not working. Oh, crap that is bad. Bad start to day 6. Now I have wasted a week getting that number out, my fliers are worthless and I need a new phone with $20.00 to my name. Not good, not good at all.
My friend Jon is always the first person I call with a delicate problem like this. I have known him for twenty years and we have been through some rough times. He is one of the best with his hands I don't know to many things he can't fix. At any rate he was indeed the man for the job. If he couldn't fix it I would be dead in the water and hard pressed not to go get another traditional job.
Oh God please, please don't make me have to go back to work for someone else. I prayed and prayed. I pray so hard that he would fix that little piece of chip board and plastic. I try to tell myself not to panic made myself work on the elephant some. My , my I am so happy with the way he is turning out. I have decided to add rhinestones to him. He needs some bling and glitter.
My daughter shows up to pick up my grandson. I take advantage of the fact that I have no children home at the moment. This is the opportunity to haul off the stuff I have been bagging up all week in my fall clean up. It is also the time to see if this Mjack can be fixed. Yes, I am still praying, but I am doing a nice job of keeping the fear at bay. I arrive at Jon's house, he takes it apart and accesses the damage. Please, please ,please is the chant in my head. Now we have to look for the iron and the flux. Torture... He pulls out this thing and that explaining all along the way what he is doing and why. Now we have the wrong size of flux. Did you know there was more than one size? Well there is so what am I to do? Go to that R store and buy flux. Wait he says... maybe.... maybe I have some in here, dig, dig, dig a little more... Look! what does this say. blah blah blah later . Yes, no trip to R needed. Whew, wipe my brow. Is this ready to rock and roll yet? Not quite yet still more preparation needed. Next I need to lend a hand holding the thing still. Okay first bead rolled off, second bead rolled off. Please, please, please is the chant. Finally after proper priming a bead sticks, yes, yes possible success. Let it cool tack the other side. this is the tricky part he says. It has to be a perfect bead, it can't touch any of the other tiny parts. Bead one he starts to make , perspiration collecting on his brow, I hold my breath to wait. I close my eyes and pray. God please let this work. I repeat the prayer until he says, perfect. You would think I know what I am doing. Chuckle, chuckle , because we both know he knows what he is doing. He finishes up. We inspect the job both certain it will work.
I get home and fuss getting it hooked back up to the computer, running over old ground finding out it will only go one place. I turn on the phone and ...... It Works! It works! yes, thank you, thank you so very much! So day 6 turned out exceptionally well. Hooray for having great friends and surviving one more day out in the world all alone.
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