Monday, September 15, 2025
Time: 7:14 PM
Song: Race Cars and Goth Rock
Artist: Butch Walker
Mode of Consumption: Listening to MP3s in shed while finishing putting a top on a table.
Link to song: https://open.spotify.com/track/466ycW8M1Wxu0EvlCdJsxQ?si=53d8e35c1fcb4f9d
I’m not a car guy, a grease monkey, a guy that can look at anything mechanical and have a good hunch about how it works and what might need fixed. It’s not in my makeup. When the DNA bag was shaken for me in whatever grand cosmic scheme plays out prior to our birth, those skills were left out.
That being said, sometimes I have small victories.
Take tonight. Jodi wanted to connect the three-point hitch on our tractor to a pull-behind mower. She tried before I came home, but couldn’t quite make it happen. The hitches were uneven, and doing it alone was more than she could handle (Before I take calls on that, I couldn’t do it on my own either).
Together, we did it. She backed the tractor into position, and I was able to bang them into place to hook to the mower. Now, for some reason, the hitches remained uneven, but that was a battle for another day. We achieved the bare minimum in our battle with that machinery.
I followed that by putting the top on one of the tables I had been working on. It was a bit tricky, getting the holes that already existed in the metal frame to line up with the holes that I drilled in the top. It didn’t turn out perfect, but I finished that, also.
All that by 7:30. If it had been a month ago, I might have kept at it, and finished the second table. But, it was growing darker, and while the shed has lights, it isn’t lit so well to make that kind of work easy at dusk. I’ll have to finish it later this week.
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