2021-07-19 — When Else?

I think I slept about 12 hours last night. Or 13. 🙃

It’s 1:37 a.m. Been a long day. 7 cars. One lawnmower, and turning in my sales tax stuff for June because the 20th is my deadline, and I have no idea when I’ll get back from work tomorrow.

Busy busy day.

Got up, skipped breakfast, ran into issues even before working. My Hill brother in law asked if I could charge the battery in is Corvette, and I tried, but it was so dead that my charger wasn’t even trying. I finally, after 30 minutes? figured out how to get it on a setting that would at least get it to try (the repair setting, instead of the just the simple charge setting). I have no idea if it worked or not. I left it to “repair” all day, and when I got back late tonight, the charger was unhooked. Hopefully, it worked.

First car was a 2012 Infiniti FX35 radiator. Nissan. Ugh. It’s so amazing how terrible their engineering designs are. It’s so ridiculous it’s… I don’t even know what to say. They had all the room in the world to make it easy to take the radiator out, but they designed it about as ridiculously as one could possibly design it, so instead of making it so it could come out the side where you have gobs and gobs of room, they force you to have to take it out the front, where you have to move a gazillion things. It’s… Nissan for you. Y’all… don’t buy Nissan products (Nissan/Infiniti). They don’t last. They’re expensive to fix, and they’re a pain in the butt to work on.

‘Nough said.

idCar #2 was an ’02 F350 starter job. Car #3 was… an ’07 Odyssey. They’d tried to put the power steering pressure line on themselves, but they cross threaded the line. I tried to get it to work for them, but it was a no go. I explained what they were going to need to do, and then went to car #4, which was a 2001 Toyota Sienna that had a snapped belt, almost certainly because the AC compressor seized up, but I couldn’t prove it because the pulley was spinning freely when I got there, so I put another belt on, explained the situation, explained what could happen and what to do from there, and I went on to car #5, which was a 2018 GMC Acadia that needed a battery. Ditto for #6, which was a 2012 Ford Escape, needed a battery because they’d ruined the battery trying to get the cable off. And last but not least, a 2016 Hyundai Elantra that also needed a battery.

That last job was for my friend Jimmy’s neighbor, so I hung out with Jimmy for a bit after that, even though it was after 10. It was good, though.

I got home around 11 or 11:30, I think. Liz needed her lawnmower fixed, and I figured, heck, now’s as good a time as any. When else am I gonna do it? So… though I really didn’t want to, I pulled the deck off the mower, altered the metal dealy underneath so the blade would stop smacking against it, put it all back together, fixed a couple of other things on it, and now she’s good to go, minus the flat tire. I don’t know how that lawnmower gets so many flat tires. We almost never get flats on ours. Weird.

After that, I came home and didn’t want to do my sales tax stuff, but… when else was I going to do it? So… I did that as well, and now that’s done, so that’s nice.

Found out years ago that people at a school I used to teach for spread a lot of bad things about me to my former students. I figured some things had been said. Had no idea it had gone that far. Really really far. More lies. Now I know why my students didn’t reach out to me… most of them, anyway.

Sad.

But… it’s life. People lie. People destroy reputations purposefully, carelessly, ignorantly… whatever. It’s been years. I guess it’s good practice to work on not caring about what people think of me, for my sake at least.

Thanks, for y’all’s support.

Love to you all.

~ stephen