It’s almost funny that this year my air conditioner went out during the summer, and now, after moving to an entirely different housing complex, I’ve been having extended problems with my heater. The latest in a still-not-resolved saga, in which it won’t work properly even after installing a whole new board, is that the determined HVAC guy has contacted the manufacturer, and they advised him to check something called the “limit switch.” He did, and of course it needs to be replaced, so he has ordered the part.
That day he came to me, since I happened to be home one of the six times he has been here to try to fix this accursed thing, and simply said, “Well, your limit switch is broken.”
And the next day I told my employers, two amazing, wonderful Tibetan lamas, about the exchange, and they laughed with me, saying, We all need a limit switch. On my way home from work that day (one of my jobs is as the Office Coordinator of a Buddhist center, which I love), I thought of a bunch of things in my life that really need to have a limit switch:
- How many Jalapeno Jack Kettle Chips I can eat in one sitting (a whole bag at a time is probably not in the best interest of my complexion)
- How many hours a day the neighbor’s dog, a little Pekingese-looking thing, barks unceasingly (really, I would think he would have lost his voice by now)
- How many episodes in a day I can watch of Game of Thrones
(I think 4 back-to-back was a bit much) - How many times Neil growls at me or argues when I have to remind him to take his medication, like it’s some new thing
- How many days in a row of gray skies we have to suffer through here in southern Oregon for the next several months (I’m fine with the rain, and I can usually deal with the cold, but several weeks of all-gray, all-day, every day, gets to me)
- Speaking of gray, how much gray hair continues to sprout out of my head, like there’s a contest going on
- How much food two teenage boys can consume, another thing that must involve a contest
- And last but not least, how long before the central air system in my home is working properly
What’s your number one thing that needs a limit switch?
(image courtesy of Wikipedia)
Great post! Oh, boy, I could go on and on with my own needs for a limit switch!
I am probably moving to Oregon next summer. Maybe we’ll be neighbors! (Most likely I’ll be in southern Oregon or even northern Cali, to be close to my brother, but I’m going to be looking for jobs everywhere in Oregon. My aunt lives in Washington and my cousin in Eugene.
Definitely how often I worry about money when it usually all works out in the end.
My number one thing? How many times I scratch my head. Obsessively. I’m surprised I have a scalp left.
I love that 1907 industrial furnace! It looks like it has large wistful eyes, brimming with warmth.
people needing things from me
One of the things I love most is to be alone in my house and yet I am never alone
there is always something I should be doing for someone
That’s great, Angel! I will email you.
Elizabeth, that is so relevant to me as well.
Lex, I think we are a family of head-scratchers! I have vivid memories of Dad doing that while driving the station wagon as I sat behind him.
Floortime Mama – “people needing things from me” – I should have thought of this! So true.
beautifully put and definitely a synchronicity for me. On my way to work, i just pondering some things in my life which i must put a limit switch on for my highest good. Thank you for this perfect insight.. all my love.
I need a limit switch for lots of things, one being taking on problems that aren’t even mine. (As if I don’t have enough of my own)! I also need a limit switch to turn off political vitriol. Click. Off.
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