I realized the other day that Bob (for the last 20+) years has made decisions that would result in him NOT being comfortable. He seems to have a subconscious need for discomfort.
He chose an apartment to live in (in seattle) that was in a terrible location. Close to a major street that always has heavy traffic, the streets around it were all on an incline. The parking was terrible there was nothing convenient nearby (no stores or good restaurants). To get in to the apartment you had to either go up a set of wonky steps then down a few steps, or down several steps then up several. Initially he did not have a bathroom for almost 7 years he used a filthy shared bathroom in the hallway. They began adding bathrooms to the apartments and made him move to an apartment with a bathroom and he was not happy about it because it meant less room for his stuff. He never used the heating unit but instead chose to use his oven to heat the apartment, in the summer there was no AC just open a window and an ineffective ceiling fan. His apartment was filled with trains and books to the point that you could barely walk through it. His cursed bed was almost 15 years old when he got it, it was held together with metal cloth hangers. It made horrible noises when you moved even slightly. It was not even remotely comfortable. I know because I slept in it for 3 weeks.
He drove a Chevrolet Suburban he got around 1978. He only got rid of it when he got the C2500. His old Suburban was filthy and rusted and completely trashed when he junked it in 2008.His new truck while looking nice is not comfortable to drive, the seat cannot move back or tilt, it is a bench seat. The cab always smells like engine oil.
His old job was a 45 minute drive one way through bumper to bumper traffic.
He never spent more than about $40 per week on groceries, he bought:
Cheap bread
Cheap meat
Cheap fish
Frozen vegetables
Canned fruit
Ice cream
He had a rented storage about an hours drive from his seattle apartment. He spent almost $230 per month to store his fire truck, hundreds of trains, books, pictures, old furniture he never was going to use. All told he spent almost $39,000 to store a fire truck he bought for $1000 and put $9000 in to. He never batted an eye at this waste of money but pay for a lunch program at his apartment "that's outrageous".
Even now he fights spending any money on personal comfort. His apartment has no couch or comfortable chairs. I got him a nice comfortable computer chair and he got rid of it in favor of an old 1960's style office chair with a low back and no way to sit comfortably in it. The only other chair in the apartment is a folding auditorium style chair that he reluctantly keeps for company. There is no place to sit comfortably when visiting him. He isn't going to like it but when he moves to assisted living he is getting a couch and the train layout is going bye-bye.
He wears t-shirts with button up shirts no matter how hot it is, but complains that they are hot, and he won't wear anything else. He wears big clunky heavy over sized shoes because of his horrible over grown toe nails.
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