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Soooooo the P.O. returned the fronts to the seller and before I agreed to have them shipped back I found & bought this!
On a depressing note, I'm waiting for my Wife so we can go to Prescott because my Dad who has been dealing with lung cancer for a few years is (for the 5th time per my wolf crying Mom) "about to go"
Once every 6 or so months I'm oncall. My week is now, started Thursday. My Dad has been really bad and my wife went back to Prescott, while that was going on, to kill time between dealing with ID10Ts that can't tie their shoes (and kick switches some moron installed illegally under a desk taking an entire area offline) making me argue with them to look under there because they are above crawling under desks, I installed the Whiteline & toe bolt.
I was most likely doing that when my Dad died.
Sucks but he was suffering so I'm glad he and my Mom are not dealing with it anymore.
Rear calipers didn't have hardware, ordered them from Subaru, they are not tight at all will the pads (ordered not here) help? What is the point of cotter pins on the end of the pins that don't go through?
Those look pretty specifically shaped.
Sorry to hear about your Dad, Stefan.
I'm Jeremy. Nice to meet you.
You seem to take things in stride. We're hear if you feel like venting.
Hey Jeremy, it was coming for a while, he was really uncomfortable the last 2 weeks so it was a relief.
Now the bs begins dealing with my Mom being alone for the first time since 1958, my Brother who was not around for him the last 5 years (because honestly, Dad could be a dick) but drove in from Santa Monica because his business can mostly run it's self and is now acting like I'm the absent one so I had to drop what I'm doing and will be going there today to fill a dumpster with things we will have to argue with Mom like an episode of hoarders on every item bla bla bla.
'gon b a fun day!
At least I get a 110 mile drive in the 86 with a curvy mountain road component.
Hey Jeremy, it was coming for a while, he was really uncomfortable the last 2 weeks so it was a relief.
Now the bs begins dealing with my Mom being alone for the first time since 1958, my Brother who was not around for him the last 5 years (because honestly, Dad could be a dick) but drove in from Santa Monica because his business can mostly run it's self and is now acting like I'm the absent one so I had to drop what I'm doing and will be going there today to fill a dumpster with things we will have to argue with Mom like an episode of hoarders on every item bla bla bla.
'gon b a fun day!
At least I get a 110 mile drive in the 86 with a curvy mountain road component.
Sibling shit is always annoying...
My Dad went through that with my Grandmother passing last year with his sister over in Switzerland...
Guilt tripping etc...never mind that Dad moved here in 1979.
Anyway...do like they do...3 piles...keep, sell, toss and just keep it moving!
I would also have someone your Mom confides in and trusts around to be there for her emotionally
while she lets go of stuff, almost a like a distraction. Nearly 70 years of marriage...my heart goes out to her, man.
When my Mother was single I used to joke that her eldest son always gets shafted into being her boyfriend...
"sweetheart, if you're in the area can you take a look at this fan that's making noise"...Sure Mom...got 4 kids and I'm
40 miles away but why not.
Anyway, best of luck and how much is your time and searching worth...for $24 you could be done with it and have the
correct clips!
Thanks. It was ok the first 4 hours, my brother married well and is pretty rich & is used to running the show. I let him until he insanely demanded a glass not huge piece of furniture HAD to go. forget it's glass, is housing the home entertainment center, is hiding the wires going up the wall to the TV and the only other furniture big enough is dark wood and bigger.
I asked several times what specifically was the issue and he kept dismissively saying it was taking up room, making the house look smaller.
I pointed out the inability of the other piece to obscure the wires and he again dismissively said some nonsense about his great realty knowledge of real estate sales (he moved into his wife's Santa Monica house that she inherited in 1999 and has never bought or sold a house), so I said what? What are you talking about? This got us into his unhinged belief that Friday to Tuesday is 8 days, that he dropped his life and went there and that he is doing everything. All that is and was his choice, no one asked him to do any of it and he does not get to be a martyr and at that point I was pretty livid.
I moved the piece of furiture as far out of the way as possible, tried to have a calm conversation that he refused and left. There is a gas station about 3 miles away, I texted him if he wanted to have an adult conversation I was available, 5 minutes later I said if he wants to be a partner not dictator I would ome back tomorrow and still nada.
Before the explosion, my Wife called and said her Mom who is sick has an OX reading of 51, I told my brother, he nonchallantely said that's not good and kept running around like a chicken with it's head cut off.
I'm thinking that added to my anger.
Sorry to hear about the drama with your brother. My sister does similar shit, but she lives with my mother. When something's up with my mother, she'll send me a condescending message about the situation and how "I need to do something about it". Nevermind the fact that I live 7 hours away... Usually I just ignore it because she's just venting, but it's tiring.
The best thing to do with those that think they have to do everything is make them do everything. The pressure will get to them, because it was already getting to them before then. Then again, I'm the type that likes watching people self destruct because of their own inadequacies.
I'm sorry to hear about your mother in law. Is it covid related, or something else? (No need for specifics if you're not comfortable sharing).
I have had limited interaction with my Brother for over a decade, no one was mad at the other, we just live 6 hours apart and have little in common.
As an example, he has a bone stock 2008 Solara convertible. One of the hids died, he had no clue. I brought a bulb that has been sitting since the CL days (totaled in late 2009 or early 2010) and installed it in under 7 minutes.
I had an epiphany a few minutes ago as he has not responded to any of my texts that were attempting to mend the fence (while he has been texting my wife claiming he is the downtrodden one)
The decision I made was I'll let him do what he wants, I'll just return to minimal interaction. That means I'll go when he is not there, I'll pick her up and she can stay here as long as she needs and he can do what he does.
My Mother in Law has been on death's door at least 5x in the last 10 years. She has a heart condition, poor circulation, all sorts of shit. My Brother in Law has covid, his Wife has Covid, they think she has covid but not tested yet. She is on 100% oxygen on a full mask right now,
I can't believe how much shit we have going on, I 1/2 expect an asteroid to come through the roof.
Hi Stefan, I’m Tim. I also, like Jermey don’t know you, but I can feel your pain right now. Just know that there are brighter days ahead. Sorry you’re having to deal with all of this right now. My thoughts and prayers go out to you and your wife, and all your family. I hope you can have a somewhat blessed Thanksgiving. Peace and Love, let your brother ride his “high horse train”. Family is still family, even in tough times. Much love!
I just remember in the 70s when he got it, it was the thinnest watch in the world (or so he said) and I was never allowed to touch it.
I was at my parents last week and did not see it, I asked my Mom where it was she said she did not know, I looked again yesterday, asked again same thing.
Yesterday she asked me where it was. I said I have been asking you for almost a month.
Magically she remembered today she gave it to my brother "to sell for her"
It's wild how your mom sounds like my mom. When it comes to tough conversations, there's always an excuse as to why she can't deal with the topic at hand at that moment - except there will never be a moment when she can discuss it.
It sucks that your brother is doing that to her. Karma is a bitch though.
I have to go pick her up so they can do the showings, I just spoke to her to arrange that and at the end said, tell him to get an appraisal and I will give him half.
11-20-2020, 11:14 AM
Sorry to hear about your dad.
