While installing my new amplified TV antenna I simply snapped off one of the antenna ‘ears’ at the base.
The good news is that my years of experience breaking things has helped me quickly look for the resources to make the repair.
I was able to remove one of the antenna ears from the older non-amplified antenna and install it in the same place. Now with one silver and one black antenna ear I have a piebald antenna.
While arranging the ears for maximum tunage, I noticed that the remaining new antenna ear is a likely candidate for a future “things I have broken” post so I am keeping the old antenna for now as a resource for a full retrofit.
By the way, there is not enough space on this blog, let alone enough time in my day, to include the “things I have saved that I never use again” category, so don’t bother with any requests of that nature.
It is embarrassing, to say the least, to bring this up, but I, too, have that seemingly inherent urge — no! compelling urge — to “save” broken things which “I will fix when I have the time”. In fact, some years after I retired, I set up a nice work table in what used to be our “rec room” in the basement where I could comfortably sit down with all the tools a man could wish for and repair the broken things that would be placed there.
Who would place things there? Certainly NOT the Grand Mother, whose superior Norwegian stubbornness dictates that things broken go first in the garbage!
Better yet, who would sit down and fix those things placed there by the Great Grumpy, who would rescue those broken items that he found before the garbage man came and place them on the work table?
So far, no one!!
Terrible shame — so much stuff to do, so little time or inclination to get at it!!
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