Friday the 18th
With a peek, it seems that the temps are not as high as I would have thought according to the KEYC channel. It matters not as we take things the way they shake out.
Yesterday the fellows had a busy day working on the cub tractor. They got the mower off of the tractor and were able to get a bird’s eye view of where the oil leak is stemming from. It is an engine leak that a $1.00 gasket could cure. The radiator needs to come off and the engine follows. Something about breaking the engine in half. In time, the cub will be in a shop where tractors are repaired. Yes, if one keeps on adding oil it can be used and run. That is not a way a tractor needs to be used.
A huge item back out in the garage . . . the seven foot ladder. Though I never climbed up on it, the rungs came in handy to hold my paint can. What remains of my painting project is the bending over to paint under five windows. That may be tackled tomorrow. Being on the tail end of this project, I don’t think I will be breaking the seal on the Frog Tape. Steady as I go.
With a small home, the discombobulation of clearing out my bedroom porch does make me feel like I would like to wiggle my nose and get it completed. I think it is going to be culminated by washing the remaining seven windows. No easier time to do it. Get those windows tipped in!
Dennis is going to have soup for supper and I am doing a salad.
Take care everyone. I want to think about all of you and not read about you.