A Moving Experience

I just moved to a new house. And, it's been a rather eye-opening experience. For one thing, having lived in this house for about a week without television (the cable people haven't gotten around to hooking me up), I think I've come to have some sort of mind meld with our forefathers...you know the rugged, pioneer, Little-House-on-the-Prairie-Michael-Landon types,
I think I can feel their pain, their anguish. I also think I know why our ancestors died so young. They were bored to death.
This sitting around the house talking to one another thing gets old rather quickly. I can just imagine past generations sitting around the house and thinking, there's bound to be something better to do than this.
I've also learned something about the construction workers of today. They stink. I think the young men and women of today's work-force have spent so much time watching television, they've never taken the time to learn to do a job well. For instance, I have a brand-new home (not bragging, just stating fact), with no door knobs. It seems that these guys forgot about the door knobs. Now, I am exaggerating. Many of the doors have them. It's only a few doors that they overlooked.
For instance, there's a door going to the laundry area, and it has a knob. The only problem is, I really won't ever need the knob because the door won't go past the washer and dryer. You know, it seems like someone would have gotten a tape measure out and figured those things out. And speaking of the washer and dryer, these nincompoops put in the vents and plumbing so that the washer and dryer are forced to be positioned in a way that the doors open into each other. If they had positioned them the opposite way, there would have been an open space between the two, which would make for an easy transfer from washer to dryer. It may seem like a little thing, but really, can't someone just use a little forethought?
Also, there are no light bulbs in the house. I guess the workers figure that their workmanship looks a lot better in the dark. And, once I put a bulb in, I discovered that the light switch in the walk-in closet is positioned behind the door, so you have to open the door and walk around it in the dark in order to get to the light switch. And, there are no drawers in the bathroom. Where do they think I'm going to put my toothbrush? No towel racks either.
Okay, maybe I'm a bit of a whiner, but this is the first home I've ever lived in that wasn't sitting on wheels, or, at least, cinderblocks, and I want it to be just right. But, I guess I should be thankful for what I have. Actually, since I've gone without TV for several days, I discovered I have a wife. Who knew?
Forget everything i just saId. Everything is fine. I'm perfectly happy. And, if I get too bored, I can always pull up a stool and watch my underwear spinning in the washer. And, actually, that's more entertaining than a lot of today's TV programming. But maybe I'm biased.