Maybe. I'm guessing that the smaller tubes don't draw enough juice to pass some safety threshold unless they are paired with a larger one.
Maybe I will get rid of the whole fixture before they all burn out again. Aside from not getting how it works, I just don't like it. I'd rather have more ceiling space to hang pots from. Under cabinet lighting. Something not this.
So I'm going to need to replace my bed before too long. It's old and too big. How does one effectively test beds? Sure, you can lay down on one and decide if it's comfy, but comfy for five minutes doesn't mean you're not going to be in agony after 8 hours lying, laying, sleeping on it.
And I was looking at sizes. A full size isn't really that much narrower than a queen, which I currently have. I wish there was a size between full and twin. "Grown up who doesn't want to relive their childhood bedroom but doesn't want to have to roll to reach both sides of the bed."
Fluorescent tubes are freaky. Maybe it takes two tubes to complete the circuit?
That's often the case. And at work we have fixtures of four tubes--there has to be at least one tune tube on each side for them to work.
Yeah, counter if you still think it's a good deal, but I sympathize. I kind of hate the people who bought our WA house.
I have to acknowledge. I have an Internet problem. I am about to set off on a 14 hour flight and am mildly panicking that I will my have connectivity that WHOLE TIME. frantically refreshing like that'll somehow help it. Oh dear.
I must have had a relatively easy time of it with buying my house, and even that was so traumatic that I still wonder that anyone ever buys another house, ever again, when they've survived it once.
Two things to consider on the house: Inspectors in my experience almost always miss stuff. So if he found major problems, there are probably major problems that have not been found. Also in terms of afforbility, it is major mistake just to look at PMI + taxes. I think over the long haul 15% of your mortgage payment is typical for maintenance. In an old house where maintenance has been deferred that could be more like 30% or 60% even after problems found to date have been fixed.
Omg, I'm going to be so glad to be back in my own pool. Such awful displays of lack of consideration (swimming with a noodle in the lap lane, yes let's circle swim with a pool noodle walker NOT, initiating circle without telling anyone, butterfly when the lap lines are slack so you get bashed, getting bashed from the next lane.) I'm quite soured on suburban Y goers. Most of the offenders were white dudes in their 50s. I've got those at my Y, but they aren't such assholes.
Oh, and this is weird and sad: the woman who last Sunday had an asthma attack at my pool and had paramedics called and put on O2? She and her partner were at this Y tonight. And I see the lifeguard go over. And her dude rush to get her bag as she lies down. Sure enough, she's having another. I guess they caught it early enough as she left under her own power, but 2 weekends in a row? Really? After you've been out of the water for 20 minutes? Maybe the air on the pool deck isn't the best environment...
One more day. One.
- vacuum (including upstairs)
- clean bathroom
- dust all
- straighten bedroom
- laundry (including sheets)- 1/2
- dishes + other kitchen
- work -- reviews + other
- beach
- long walk
- groceries
- pedicure
- hang mirror, etc. - 1/2
Hmmm. Not terrible, not great.
Today I went to a doctor who I chose because A. I read about it on Yelp and B. the office is right next to the diner we go to on Saturday morning and got my Pot prescription. Then I went to my first dispensary and bought me some drugs. LEGAL drugs.