I picked up HHandbasket - she met me at the bottom of her long, steep driveway so I wouldn't have to deal with their drive gate - and we went to Placerville together. She navigated. I get awfully turned around because I can count on one hand the number of times I've driven to Placerville from my new home. We found the Stove Place again without ANY trouble.
There was no store demo model of the propane heater I'm buying, but that doesn't mean we didn't ooh and ahhh over those displayed in the store. "Yes, like this one, but with solid sides, no glass. Lighter color than that, but like that. This size. Yes, it heats 900 square feet." And so on... She's seen the web-site page I provided earlier, but hoped there was one in the store to actually touch. Ah well.
The salesman had sent me three quotes in PDF via e-mail: one heater I'd first mentioned with little information other than the model name (very pricey), one of a much less expensive, imported brand and model he included as an alternative, and later after we talked, one of the model I really, really liked once I had looked at the second quote and wandered off into the Interweb from there. Same brand as the first quote, but smaller - why would I need something that can heat 1,800 square feet??? One of the things I like about the brand is that it is American made.
But when we went over everything the quote entailed, HHandbasket zeroed right in on the "programmable wall thermostat." You betcha! For a propane heater. Beauty, comfort, AND convenience. I paid my deposit and the heater will be ordered on Monday, then the office manager will call me to schedule installation. (If the one I want is in the West Coast warehouse, that will cut out 10 days of the wait.)
Then we went grocery shopping at Raley's. I've never even been INTO a Raley's grocery (there weren't any in or near the locations where I have lived most of my life, and there wasn't one close to where I used to live once I moved to the Sacramento area). I'm also not much of a comparison shopper. I go get what I need or want. The Pokerville Market in Plymouth, which is right on my way home from work each day, is quite nice, if pricey for some things. It's an IGA store. The Holiday Market in ... well..... Pleasant Valley, I guess.... is VERY nice, but it's not in the direction I travel on a daily basis. I like that it's employee owned.
I'm nearly a decade older than HHandbasket, but she is much more savvy about shopping than am I. She should be at my side during every grocery shopping trip I make.
We stopped at my house on the way back so she could see (and hold) all the chicks, then I took her and her groceries home.
During the time it's taken me to compose this post, the same little BR chick has escaped the Rubbermaid Prison TWICE and run around on the floor, peeping with excitement. Or maybe that was distress. It was more urgent than the routine cheep cheep, but not as shrill as the "I'm in danger!" peeping. It stopped as soon as I picked it up. Bet it's a roo.
Gonna need to find some of that extra bit of hardware cloth and make a cover for the brooder REALLY soon. The Chicken Kindergarten needs to be dried out a bit more before the babies go back out into it.