Vince will never get rid of anything! My current gripe is that lawn mower. He was so happy when he thought he had fixed it.
Mower
We have a brand new ZTR mower and I guess I understand that some places around here, you don’t want to go with a new mower . . but there’s also a tractor! He has spent weeks working on that mower.
After he “fixed” it, he cut down both sides of the driveway and it broke again. He did repair the transmission but then a belt broke. He has struggled and struggled to get some kind of gear or something out. He had to order a new “gear puller”, which wasn’t expensive but it took a few days to get here.
Broken Mower
Notice there are two pieces of cardboard on the ground? One is for ME! The other is for him. I’ve been out every evening . . holding this, holding that, turning this while he holds that. Wednesday night I said . . this is the last night I’m doing this. I don’t like being under that lawn mower. He swears it can’t fall on me but . . I don’t like it. I haven’t turned into such a country girl that I enjoy working on engines!
Help Arrived
Yesterday he had a friend come over. This guy is real mechanical . . he can fix anything. Sure enough, he got the stuck part off the lawn mower. Vince will order a new part and then his friend will probably come back and help get it put back together again.
Cell Phone Antenna
Since he’s younger and not afraid of climbing higher up on the ladder, Vince asked him to raise the cell phone antenna. We’re getting closer and closer to being able to use the cell phone inside. Yes, it often does feel like Green Acres around here. Honey, just leave that ladder where it is and I’ll climb up to the top when I need to make a phone call! 🙂
Notice we have two internet receivers and a cell phone receiver on the antenna. Two internet services in hopes that on any given day, one of them will be working and a cell phone antenna hoping we can catch a few bars! It’s sometimes a crazy life out here, but it’s the life we chose and would choose all over again . . just maybe in Missouri instead of Texas if I’m the one doing the choosing.
Payment
I sent the guy home with three dozen eggs, two jars of prickly pear jelly, one jar of prickly pear syrup and a jar of candied jalapeno peppers. After all, he is the one who brings me buckets and buckets of tuna . . the prickly pear fruit.
Linda in NE says
Oh Lord, my hubby is the same way, can’t throw anything away even when it is way past dead. He’s been working on his cousin’s old lawn mower all summer and every night he squeezes it into the garage so I can hardly get my car into the garage and squeeze out the building. There is old junk all over the place because it might come in handy some day. Right!! I keep saying that if anything ever happens to him the first thing I will do is pile up all those old mowers and various other junk and have somebody haul it away for scrap. Then we’ll deal with all the mounted antlers and car trophies cluttering up the basement!
Dona says
I love your stories!!! You’d think you live in hillybilly heaven.
Donna M says
Sometimes I think we may be married to the same man. LOL
Dar in MO says
I too have a DH that is just like Vince. I swear he has his t-shirts from when he was a teenager — just in case he loses weight and wants to wear them again. On the other side of the coin, he never wants to throw out the holey and falling apart clothes, shoes, or anything that is broke. It just sits and takes up room and makes the garage, basement or closet so crowded you can walk into them. Thank goodness we have separate closets!!