One of the biggest challenges I have faced with moving back to the land o’ plenty is just how much trash we (continue to) generate. Everything seems to be disposable.
In Twisted Sister, I wrote that an old bra strap might become a shoelace in India. Many, many people asked me if that was really true. It kind of is. The poor people in India don’t waste much.
So when I consistently win the trash award for having the most trash on our street, I often think “shame on me”.
This week has been no exception. We want, we waste. Augh. Well, there has been a big exception. We have a tv that would only sporadically turn on. It is in the room I exercise in, so I would really like it to work. It wasn’t working so I wasn’t working out. Augh again.
The easiest thing to do would have been to trash the tv and just buy a new one. I am sure that would have been to the tune of about $1,000. Yikes.
So, number one hubby googled our tv’s make/model and actually figured out what the problem seemed to be. And then the solution. It required some soldering and a new part. We don’t exactly know how to do that or where to buy a tv part.
After some more googling, Hubby found an electrical repair shop. We drove there with component in hand. And, yes, I am impressed he was able to take the tv apart, find the component, and eventually put it all back – and even in the right place.
The repair shop was closed. Not just for lunch. But forever. Dang. I guess we aren’t the only ones who have been throwing things away instead of getting them fixed.
But there was a second repair “shop” listed. In a residential neighborhood. Hmmm.
We called to hear what sounded like an Indian accent. Small world. He seemed to know what we were talking about. He seemed to know what he was talking about. He was close by. We decided it was probably worth a shot.
Hubby knocked on the door. The electrician (who was actually from Pakistan) fixed the component. For only $40. Hubby reinstalled it. For Free. And wahlah. Our oldish tv once again works.
Now I have no real excuse not to exercise and our bank account does not need a band-aid.
The saddest part of this post is that for a brief moment I was so proud of us for choosing repair over replace. But now I think I will make that my motto. It is as it should be – fix when you can – or at least give it a shot. 😉
And if you live in NoVa and need a tv repaired (or other malfunctioning electric device) Farooq just might be your guy. 703.407.2702. Or email firstname.lastname@example.org. Let’s start a repair revolution!