The final pieces

Ta Da
Ta Da

I put the last piece in the puzzle at 8:20 p.m. last night. I would have finished it a few minutes earlier, but there was a piece missing. After searching for it, I finally got down on my hands and knees and crawled under the table. There it was, further under than thought it might be. So, being careful not to crack my head on the underside of the table I stood up and lovingly placed the last piece. I started this puzzle binge with a small 500 piece puzzle because I hadn’t worked one in a number of years, but now I plan on moving on to a 750 piece puzzle, and then to a 1,000 piece puzzle when I have completed the 750 piece puzzle. Don’t expect a chronicle of those puzzles, because I plan on doing other things as well.

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I’ve passed up posting about other things than the puzzle and my autobiography in the past week, just so I could keep a semi-common thread going. Here are a few of the things I considered expounding on. None of them would have been worth a complete post on their own. So, here they are in a paragraph apiece.

1) When I don’t pay full attention to what is on the television screen I often mis-hear what is being said. That happened twice this past week. First there was the weatherman who was talking a about the cold and the blowing snow. I thought I heard him say that there were lizard warnings on the great plains. Then there was report on the Sundance Film Festival. I’m sure the reporter must have said that the festival celebrated the craft of film making, but I heard the it celebrated the crap of film making.

2) I mentioned that I made arrangements for a technician to come work on our water heater. I considered writing a complete post on discovering the problem with the water heater when I attempted to take a hot shower. I don’t need cold showers. Neither do I enjoy shaving with cold water. By the way, is it true that Barry Goldwater used peanut butter as shaving cream?

3) I’ve said that people who like instant gratification don’t like to work jigsaw puzzles. That seems self-evident. What I’m now considering, and I may actually post about it at some time, is the notion that there may be a correlation between people who want instant gratification and people who seem addicted to drama. If you have any thoughts on the subject, please let me know.