It’s just below freezing, the sun is out, and there is almost no wind, so the birds and boats are making up for lost time today. This is probably a good thing because they’re trying to scare us with another big storm this weekend.
I want to discuss technology for just a second. I’m a big fan, when it does what it’s supposed to.
Part of my difficulty with it is the need to have all the correct parts on hand to have even the dim possibility of making it do what it’s supposed to.
I have been waiting for an adaptor so I can use the TV in my living room (remember, until Project Insulation takes place, it’s too cold to sit in the Sun Porch where the TV was). This tiny piece of equipment has been in the mail, and on the way, for a very long time now.
I decided to see if I could make my tablet talk to the television – theoretically it is possible (the manual says) but up to now I’d had no success.
The living room is “that” much closer to the modem so TA DA I can now mirror my internet stuff on the big screen. I thought this would mean I could watch my satellite television shows – I mean I can watch them on my PC and my tablet. Mirroring them on the TV might make it almost like I have real television.
Turns out our BELL overlords don’t permit mirroring. So I can watch live UK TV, Australian, French, Norwegian, etc., just not anything I’m paying Bell for.
bastards
Another part I’ve been waiting for impatiently is the replacement Water Inlet Valve for the washing machine. Based on the range of delivery dates I’ve received it might not get here until late February.
I have laundry to do and I don’t have access to this summer’s backup because the Provincial Park is closed.
So, I thought about it and concluded that, as long as the washing machine was taking care of most of the decisions and work, I could probably guess with a reasonable level of accuracy when the water should be turned on and off.
I was right. 🙂 I am turning the taps on and off and supplying water, at a level and frequency, necessary to make the damn thing do a load of laundry.
This makes me very happy. If, however, it is a really bad thing to do, just don’t say anything. I don’t want to know.
One part which finally had arrived was the dryer dock I ordered. This seemed like an appropriate time to install something which would make sure I never again have to try taping a dryer vent hose to the hole in the wall.
It didn’t come with any instructions, so I don’t feel bad about installing it in a way which works as opposed to the way it looks in the picture on the box.
I have clean, dry clothes, and a 49″ screen to watch Youtube. What more could I possibly ask from the day?
This Fundy Migrant's Tale 