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Monday, December 16, 2019

mechanically inclined

In between all the joy of decorating the house has been what seems like hours of frustration looking for things. Boxes of decorations hid themselves in the jumble of the basement, the space heater hung out beside a bookcase in the basement, hidden behind boxes, a tin of sewing needles were nestled in the box of ½ finished felt craft projects. Ahhhhh! My aching head! I felt like hiring a garbage truck.

Part of the problem is that we have every box from every single thing we’ve purchased over the last several years. There is a monsterous tower of them in one corner of the basement. We don’t need the space (far from it), and have extracted boxes to return things under warranty, but gosh, they seem to multiply like tribbles. 

It is especially frustrating when one of the boxes is hijacked for another purpose and put elsewhere. Sure it’s in a different place, but the boxes become invisible in their multitude… can’t see the tree for the forest.


Today we have a slightly less frustrating task: fixing the snowblower. The pressure thing a ma jiggy is toast and somehow we had to replace it. With the help from a great youtube we got it apart, only to find that the old part has something attached to it that has to be moved to the new part, but guess what - we didn’t have a tool to do it. So the snowblower sat in pieces in the garage while Carm went on a quest.


Returning triumphant, with a greasy disk in hand, we set to work on reassembly. As you may know, it is easy to take things apart but somewhat harder to put them back together. The worst is when there were parts left over. At the end of disassembly we were left with a washer and some other weirdly shaped part that came out of nowhere. No worries though, we strapped on our analyst hats and figured it out. Once the final bits were attached, Carm fired it up and VOILA! It worked.


It seemed that a celebration was in order so Trudie & Leo came by for a glass of wine after supper! 


There is not one blade of grass, there is no color in this world that is not intended to make us rejoice.”
~John Calvin

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