2024-12-28 (Saturday) — New Holland Down

(written on the 31st)

It’s a little weird not trading. I miss it. πŸ™ƒ

Had something odd happened last night before I went to bed. I started having another allergic reaction. It wasn’t anywhere near as bad as the one that was sending me into anaphylactic shock when I was in Washington state back in September, but still, it wasn’t comfortable. Mostly just itchy.

Thinking maybe I ought to get an EpiPen.

Weird. I’m not allergic to much at all, at least comparatively with other people I know, so it’s a bit different to be thinking about having to get an EpiPen.

Oh well. Is what it is.

Spent a bunch of time on the hill today. Just sort of doing outdoor Steven things.

I built a fire and burned a bunch of documents for my mom. She’s been doing lots and lots of sorting and tossing as well.

While burning stuff, I decided to try and fix the flooding problem that happens on that rock shelf that allows so many plants to start growing over time.

There are two little mini springs that come out of the rock shelf–just little trickles– and they run across the rock shelves and down into the creek, but the rock shelf isn’t just a straight slant down to the water: it is a bunch of lower and higher spots, and the little mini spring fills up little puddles that then spill out into other channels and other puddles, so A sizable portion of the rock shelf ends up getting filled up with water and sediment, which then, over time, grows. Lots of little plantsies.

So I decided to take a sledgehammer and a regular Hammer, and beat out deeper channels in the Rock. Rock. So the little trickle would be under to the creek still, but in one little meandering path, instead of overflowing and flooding into all sorts of different low spots.

Of course, sediment will keep coming down over time, so eventually the sediment will fill up the little channel that I smashed out of the rock, but hopefully that’ll take a little while. 🀞

As you might have guessed by the title, I sold my New Holland mini excavator. I sold it for a lot less than what I was hoping for, but I sold it to my neighbor, and he’s a great guy, so all good.

I had been hoping to sell that one for a tiny little profit, enough to at least make up for what I’m expecting to lose on my other mini excavator. I’m expecting to take a bit of a bath on that one. πŸ˜•

Anyway, I stayed over at my old neighbor’s house for a little bit trying to help him troubleshoot the excavator. He’s had it for about a month, but I hadn’t picked up the check from him. When I went over today, he had already welded a thumb onto it, but he was having trouble getting it working. Probably an hour over there with him, and eventually, it just popped into my head to have him just started up and try again, and lo and behold, the thumb worked. πŸ™ƒ

I continue to be a firm believer that if you just let something sit for a little while, half the time, it’s going to start working again. πŸ˜†

Also, and to be transparent, it’s only working sometimes and not others. It started working as soon as we turned it on and tried again, but then the next time he turned it on, it wouldn’t work. I think there’s an electrical short somewhere, maybe in the thumb switch itself.

Anyway, not much else to say about the day.

Lift the world.

~ stephen

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