Out of my Realm
Oh my oh my! That was one of my grandmother Laura’s comebacks when she was asking something out of her realm.
I really was minding my own business today. My business for the day was mowing the lawn around the house. The lawn was extremely uneven. The Kentucky Blue Grass seed that had been sprinkled over the existing grass had made itself known over the last four weeks. I had used up whatever I had had on hand prior to that and who knows what blend of seed that had been. I put the blade of the pusher mower as high as it could be set and let her rip. It will be the last mowing of the area around the house for 2020.
Dennis and his International tractor fellow, Dwayne, were working on the Cub Lo Boy that is sitting off to the side of the drive. I passed them by as I was going to put the mower away. I should not have slowed down to greet Dwayne. I should have put my head down and kept on trucking. Nope! As it was, they had dropped a part and neither of the fellows could find it. That was at one this afternoon. It is now three thirty and I have escaped the repair area of the tractor. What ensued was me taking the laptop out to the patio porch scooping out sites for Cub Lo Boy parts. We now have a new ignition switch coming via the mail. My homework is to search the web for the wiring harness for the unit. Ya, sure! Why not! Dwayne is the epitome of the fellow that you would want working on your tractor repair. It is going to be done according to regulations or else. He had his own IH dealership for years and knows his stuff. I think that is great. We are not in a hurry and if the tractor needs to be worked on . . . let’s do it right the first time. I have the time and I have the fingers that work a keyboard. I spent $1.00 and did a “Just Ask.” Via text messages I was given an email address and that company had all the specs for the harness complete with the “starter, generator” aspects that we needed. What had looked like one wire having been burned through from the vibrating of the old throttle cable was requiring all the wiring to be replaced. Yup. We got it ordered. The Brillman Company out of the state of Virginia specializes in parts for older items.
That does bring to mind our evening meal. After I get the grass clippings off of the pants and shoes and the grease off of the finger . . . oh yes . . . I helped seek and search the missing part on the tractor, supper may be eggs.