"Do not judge my story by the chapter you walked in on." - unknown

When I got home from the coffee shop this morning I told Pam I was going outside to work on something that wasn't broken. The easiest target was the rest of the wood. I'd finished splitting that small pile of rounds I had to do with the maul and turned them into firewood.

So the first thing to do was to stack them. That took an hour or so, and when it was done I had another 1/2 cord.
I'm pretty much tired of working on firewood.




I've never installed a well pump before. As of 2 p.m. today I have, so long as actually pumping water isn't a necessary element of the process.
I got the pump from Harbor Freight, so I'm assuming that's the problem. The shallow well I discovered shortly after we moved to Baker Rd. has water at 9' now (it will by higher later in the year), and I'm failry confident everything is set up correctly - foot valve in place, entire system primed, 24 psi of pressure on the pump bladder - but the pump won't build pressure.
The pump is supposed to draw from 25' and I've got less than 20' of pipe, so that should be OK.
So I'll take the pump back to HF and either get a refund or a replacement; haven't decided which.

Back to the coffee shop. I left shortly before 8 a.m. and drove the truck. I noticed yesterday that the oil gauge in the cluster of three gauges Leroy added gave fluctuating readings. It also dripped oil on my shoe and the floor mat. So before leaving home I tried unsuccessfully to tighten the nut that attaches the line to the back of the gauge. It would begin to snug down and then just spin.
I stopped by NAPA on the way home and bought a new nut and compression fitting.
Long story short: Leroy used a metric nut, and because it has different threads it wouldn't tighten correctly. For 50 cents I got a new SAE nut and compression fitting, installed them this afternoon, and seem to have solved the problem. Maybe. Hopefully.
I'm not upset with Leroy. Anyone can make a mistake, and I know how often I've found the wrong part in a bin at the store. That he should have the same thing happen in his shop is certainly forgivable.

The FBI has now found State Dept. emails on the laptop belonging to pedophile Anthony Weiner, and  State Dept. emails sent to Chelsea Clinton.
The hits just keep coming.

I needed an attitude adjustment. The truck's driving me crazy, even with the oil pressure gauge fixed, the well pump has turned into a hassle, my hands only hurt when I'm awake, and the muddy mess outside our front door that used to be a forest of fir trees is depressing.
So while I stacked wood I listened to my Pathway playlist, the 70-odd worship songs we used for Christian Karaoke before Kevin and Debyi came and led our music. (They were great!)
"Music hath charms to soothe the savage breast." - William Congreve
Good, vertical praise music hath charms to reorient the messed up head.

T'ank you, Fadder.