Follow up to the follow up (AKA "no good deed goes unpunished..."):
First, Fred got his new battery Sunday and I spent an hour or so tidying up wiring and such installing it,
then went for a quick test drive (and since this all started with his first drive in a month to begin with,
that circle needed completed as far as I was concerned).
Done. Success!
Now, back to the original task that's been wearing a hole in my patience as of late, namely, getting caught
up on the mowing of the north 40 - which has proven to be challenging all damn summer, thanks to the month-
straight excessive heat AND ridiculous amounts of daily rain we've been experiencing here in the Tropics of
Tennessee.
I needed to get that done especially since we're talking Johnson grass/pasture grass here, not your typical
lawn fescue type stuff - basically, I'm finish mowing hay - and if it gets a little long, the job is multiplied in
difficulty.
The deadline in effect is that I'm having some more foot surgery in the morning, after which there's not going
to be any driving, leave alone tractor operating, for a while post-hacking...so I jump on the tractor, almost
relieved to finally be back to "square one" on the chore rotation.
Well, at least I
was relieved - until I hit the key and yep, you guessed it -
click click click.
Apparently the ever-trusty tractor had gotten jealous of the attention Fred had received and demanded some
of his own, which meant another nice ride back to WallyWorld for yet
another #$%#$%^ battery.
Fella working automotive is an old friend of the family and had been working both times I came in.
He can't help himself and says
"how many more vehicles ya got these days, Ed?"
Yeah, funny. Damn hilarious there Buford...
By the way, the flucking mowing got done. Hacking first thing in the AM!