Emerging

Sunday, June 29, 2025

Yesterday, I shared my shock on learning it could cost me up to $10,000 to repaint my small car. I’m a product of living in Southern California and remember a very different time. Back then, several successful auto body repair businesses offered remarkably low prices. Earl Scheib’s, for instance, promised to repaint an entire car for anywhere between $99 and $299 — a deal that drew in countless customers.

So why could repainting my modest vehicle today run as high as $10,000? That question might shed light on why the auto repair company that’ll repair my dented fender specializes in doing only insurance repairs. It estimated my fender repair job at $1,400, which, frankly, felt to me like reverse sticker shock. Back in my old California days, it was common to feel taken advantage of by auto repair shops. Today’s quote, which to me seemed cheap, likely reflects pricing which represents prenegotiated figures acceptable to insurance companies.

Curious, I decided to dig deeper into the modern automotive paint industry. What I found didn’t just give me logical explanations — it also made me realize how out of touch I’d become with current standards, not just in auto painting, but across many trades.

I’m learning that today’s auto repair materials are worlds apart from what was common during my California years — and they’re also vastly more expensive. Similarly, labor costs have increased because of today’s higher performance standards. There are stricter environmental regulations and added compliance expenses, along with inflation and overhead charges. All of those factors contribute to modern repainting quotes.

Consumer expectations also have changed. The old Earl Scheib approach was all about speed and budget, providing quick, cheap, purely cosmetic “spray over and go” jobs. In contrast, a modern $10,000+ paint job typically involves a complete surface restoration, performed to rigorous standards and utilizing advanced materials, handled by skilled technicians who meticulously adhere to environmental laws.

Years ago, low-cost repaints in any color were easy to find, although minimal prep work meant those jobs rarely lasted for long. Today’s high-end shops strive for results that meet or exceed factory standards. That requires painstaking labor, high-quality paints, and strict adherence to environmental compliance. All those drive costs up dramatically.

Dear Friends: Like Rip Van Winkle–awaking to a world more changed than I realized.— Diana

Status Quo

Tuesday, May 07, 2024

Today, I’ll gather the dogs and head out into the countryside with a camera. I plan to search for and record random signs of this spring’s arrival. To me, it’s apparent because my garden tulips are popping. I’m already weeding, and weeds are the green surrounding almost everywhere. However, this green merely seduces me here in Central Oregon since the weather insists on clinging to “cold and dreary.”

I work part-time in a department store and often see customers purchasing lots of summer-style clothing. Most say they plan to depart Central Oregon this week or next and spend time in more summery places, like Mexico, Hawaii, and Costa Rica. I recall wonderful summertime weather and wish for it; am slightly envious of those traveling from cold weather.

As an intrepid homebody, I find those envies situational and momentary. I prefer staying home and making do with what’s around—my dogs, a camera, and, in cooperative weather, a horse to ride. Those make the local surroundings beautiful enough and deeply pleasurable despite our chilly spring times. To me, nearby open spaces are “The Tops.”

Nearby spaces allow for quick escapes from the urban grid. They make staying home as lovely as being anywhere else, and maybe more so. Connecting easily with nature offers a sense of peace and tranquility. Time spent in nature with my animals gives me “elbow room” or “breathing space,” reduces stress, and improves my mental well-being.

If this growing city becomes a more crowded urban environment, I’ll reconsider not wanting to travel. Nowadays, that’s a moot point because Central Oregon still offers the best of both worlds. We can access the excitement and opportunities of urban life and easily find open spaces nearby to relax, recharge, and connect with nature.

Dear Friends: Springtime will happen, is happening; and anticipating is exciting. Diana

Changes

Sunday, March 10, 2024

Finally, I understand why I’m writing this blog later than the unofficial, typical timeline. You’ll be guessing right: I forgot to change my clocks. Not really, because only two don’t change themselves, and so I think little about time changes. Today, however, I emerged from beneath my comfy comforter wondering why it was so late. I wandered through the house, befuddled by the too-bright early daylight. Finally, cranking up my computer reminded me of DST.

That means I’ll be late for work unless I start moving quickly. I’ll pause to share a bit of fun. On Friday, the department store where I work hosted its annual employee recognition event. I couldn’t attend because I had to stay home with a crew fixing a serious furnace issue.

Throughout last week, the department store’s employees cast private votes identifying employees they considered the best in various categories. Yesterday, I showed up to work and learned I’d been very narrowly beaten for “best dressed” by a long-time employee who’s won year after year. To be fair, she always dresses fashionably and she deserved to win. Everyone, including her, enjoyed that she had serious competition for the first time.

I especially feel this way because working in retail clothing has returned me to fashion. That’s what I hoped for after years of riding horseback and wearing rags. Last summer, I attended an event where I didn’t have the “right clothing.” I was unsure about how to improve my wardrobe, felt out of touch, and didn’t know what looks are in fashion or where to find help.

I decided to search for work in retail clothing, to learn. It happened I chose the right place. The company’s motto, Own Your Style, inspires and invigorates me. I examined women’s clothing racks, decided what I liked, and before long, bought pieces of clothing. In that workplace, I started practicing wearing them.

It’s important to feel comfortable in one’s clothing, and practicing has helped me get used to being in my choices. I’m not trying to be a fashion plate; I simply wish to learn how to mix and match contemporary pieces. The playing has brought encouraging feedback from coworkers and customers, and to my surprise, earned those fun votes.

I’m glad that my coworker won again; I’m also pleased to be voted a nearly as good dresser at work. The upside of this story is that I have appropriate wearables for most occasions. Unfortunately, it also has a downside; after months of working, I’ve brought home little money.

Dear Friends: I’m still recognizable for continuing to wear beloved rags otherwise. Diana

Bitter Pills

Friday, March 08, 2024

Today, an installation crew has arrived to replace my home heater. They’ll change all but the heat pump. This fix has been waiting for months, a holdoff forced by our very cold weather. Severe cold prevented technicians from adequately assessing why the reduced heat output. While we waited for warmer weather, my home was on “emergency heat,” generated by electricity and outrageously expensive. Plus, my part-time job makes it like pulling teeth to get time off in these days of too few workers.

Finally, all is coming together. Hopefully, the heating system will become operable today.

It’s nagging me that the failed heater problem falls squarely on the shoulders of an independent electrician who replaced my heat pump five years ago. I understand now that the pump he installed generated higher pressure on the heater lines. The independent workman didn’t address that problem. Over time, higher pressures blew holes in the heater lines. My system failed and became unrepairable.

This changeout is an expensive process.

I don’t recall the name of the independent contractor who installed the heat pump. He seemed knowledgeable and probably was. I’m stuck with guessing why he didn’t complete the work of correctly adding a significant new component to an old system. I’ve been angry at that independent contractor since the leaks were diagnosed.

This is an expensive lesson. The upshot is that I’ll not hire another independent worker, regardless of how capable one might seem. Today, Bend Heating is changing the heater. The company has been around for years, has an excellent reputation, and will be available to fix anything that might eventually go wrong in the new heating system.

This little Central Oregon city has always been a boom-and-bust environment. It’s growing like Topsy, and many independent contractors are around today. Well, not for me. No more.

Dear Friends: Some episodes call for “biting the bullet” and moving on afterward. Diana