Monday, July 19, 2004
ARGH!
Still decompressing.
After a blah day at work (no energy -- didn't accomplish much), I had a lousy trip home. I had planned to go home, pick up the girls, then head to the FAC for a leg workout followed by a fast food dinner. But no.
Coming up the hill to the BP station, the truck started to shudder. I had noticed that it was low on gas, so I thought I'd just pull in and fill up. Which I did. Got back in, turned the key and click-click-click-click-click. Nothing. Then I remembered thinking that it was slow to crank this morning. On recollection, it had been slow cranking at lunch, too. Dead ass battery.
Called AAA. They promised to have somebody there within 45 minutes. A hour and 15 minutes later the guy showed up and gave me a jump. Managed to make it to Vigo, where the truck died again. Got another jump from the folks whose house I stopped in front of. From there I managed to make it into Bagdad and leave the truck in front of Howard's. His new mechanic guy, Les, will take care of it tomorrow. I hope it's only the battery and not the alternator. However, the battery does look pretty old and may be original equipment in which case I'm way overdue.
Sue made dinner (for once), God Bless Her. Watched Ken win again while I ate. She wanted me to check on the filter, so I tracked down both kinds of screwdriver and took it apart. Cleaned some grit out from under the grommets and lubricated the O-rings. As I was going to put it back together, I bumped against the little platform where I had stored the nuts and bolts. They went everywhere. After a long search I found everything. Except one nut. So I can't put it back together and I get to spend lunch tomorrow at the hardware store. Yay!
I hadn't really planned on it, but I think I'm going to have a drink tonight.
After a blah day at work (no energy -- didn't accomplish much), I had a lousy trip home. I had planned to go home, pick up the girls, then head to the FAC for a leg workout followed by a fast food dinner. But no.
Coming up the hill to the BP station, the truck started to shudder. I had noticed that it was low on gas, so I thought I'd just pull in and fill up. Which I did. Got back in, turned the key and click-click-click-click-click. Nothing. Then I remembered thinking that it was slow to crank this morning. On recollection, it had been slow cranking at lunch, too. Dead ass battery.
Called AAA. They promised to have somebody there within 45 minutes. A hour and 15 minutes later the guy showed up and gave me a jump. Managed to make it to Vigo, where the truck died again. Got another jump from the folks whose house I stopped in front of. From there I managed to make it into Bagdad and leave the truck in front of Howard's. His new mechanic guy, Les, will take care of it tomorrow. I hope it's only the battery and not the alternator. However, the battery does look pretty old and may be original equipment in which case I'm way overdue.
Sue made dinner (for once), God Bless Her. Watched Ken win again while I ate. She wanted me to check on the filter, so I tracked down both kinds of screwdriver and took it apart. Cleaned some grit out from under the grommets and lubricated the O-rings. As I was going to put it back together, I bumped against the little platform where I had stored the nuts and bolts. They went everywhere. After a long search I found everything. Except one nut. So I can't put it back together and I get to spend lunch tomorrow at the hardware store. Yay!
I hadn't really planned on it, but I think I'm going to have a drink tonight.
// posted by Frank L. Dempsey @ 9:05 PM 
