First, I'll fill in some holes before I get to the main part.
We've had it tight around here lately, so if I buy anything major, I have to be creative about it. I saw a great deal on a chipper/shredder/yard vac, which was when I asked everyone's opinion on the Yardman brand. The issue was paying for it.
I borrowed the money to buy for it. I had a BT3100 table saw, and I'm just now finishing "parting it out", which will almost completely erase that debt. I don't use my TS on a daily or even weekly basis, so I figured I could live without one for a couple, few months. When fall rolls around, I don't know that I could make it back there without my yard vac.
Anyway, today the phone rings. It's Sears, and they ask if this is the Klink residence. After I said, "Yeees?" They said they wanted to confirm that the table saw I had ordered was in the store ready for pickup. I said "O...Kay. Thank you."
Off to find my dear Vicky.
"Vick, Sears just called and said I have table saw ready for pickup there."
"I figured that when I saw it was them calling."
"What did you do?"
"I saw you looking at it a few times at their website and ordered it for you."
"Alright then. And just how did you pay for this?"
"My father paid me back some money he owed me, and this is your birthday present early."*Jaw drops and hits floor.*
Her father has a penchant for gambling, and evidently had a lucky streak at a local casino. He's accumulated a debt to her over 20+ years, and he actually paid her back $10,000! She said he owes her more than that, but at his age, she'll take it. Neither of us can believe he paid her back anything, hence the "jaw hits floor" comment. She waited to tell me so she could spring this on me.
So, she wants to run out to Sears this afternoon and pick it up and our next dialogue goes like this.
"We can go out and pick it up, then I'll come home and finish the laundry."
"Uh honey, do you realize how big and heavy this thing will be?"
"We can probably get it in the car."
"It weighs over 350 lbs."
"Oh."(As the color drains out of her face.)
So she gets on the phone and calls her one sister, who has a little Chevy pickup. She talks for a couple, then says we can stop by Tracy's house, and she'll drive it back in her truck.
*Jaw hits floor again.* (Asking Tracy for a favor is generally like going to the dentist for a root canal.)
We're just leaving her house, and this torrential rain starts falling. First real rain we've had in a week, of course. Thankfully, once they get it loaded on the truck it stopped.
Anyway, the reason why this is a wife gloat is simply because any man lucky enough to have a wife this great deserves to gloat a bit. The tool is secondary. What a woman!
As a footnote, the one she ordered was the midrange of their new line, the one that's $649. That sucker was a bear to get off the truck, that's for sure. I haven't taken it off the metal pallet yet, so nothing interesting to report yet, save the fact that I'm still in one piece. I'll likely start assembling everything tomorrow.
Another cute little footnote. As we were watching the evening news, we saw that a funnel cloud was sighted about 1 mile from where we were about 1.5 hours after we left. It may have been straight line winds, but it did some pretty decent damage, including the pumps at a Marathon station. Pays to shop early!