I don't know if I'm getting weak in my old age, or if I just put the damn thing on too tight in the first place. I am leaning towards "B", though, because "A" is too depressing to contemplate.
In any case, a few moments' work with the strap wrench loosened the thing, and I made sure to put the new one on correctly. We'll see in a few months if it's me or the technique I used.
I also took a few minutes and a couple feet of steel wire to fabricate a crude oil filter drain rack. It's fugly but it works, and perhaps if I feel inclined to do so I can make one that looks nicer and works better.
At least I got outside and did something useful today--but then, how could I not? It's a gorgeous day out there. I was working in shorts and a scrub shirt (upper half of nurse's scrubs, purchased in 2002 for the sake of my CNA clinicals) and I was sweating. To me, that's warm.
New wiper blades, too, since the old ones had started to rumble across the windshield instead of wiping the glass smoothly.
When we went to that pancake breakfast on Palm Sunday, my GF had been unable to get out of the right rear door, and I prepared to take the inner panel off to fix it. Luckily for me, I noticed that the child safety lock was in the wrong position; I put it right, and presto! The door now opens from the inside!
I would have been pissed if I'd taken that thing apart and then discovered that--so, lucky! ^_^
So I've corrected a few things that needed correcting, and I can smugly spend the rest of the day relaxing. Or playing WoW. Whichever.
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The guys have been here since about 8:30 working on the furnace, and about the time I was draining the oil from the Jeep they left for lunch. They got back just as I was finishing up. That was a short lunch, wasn't it, guys?
But they didn't come inside and start work right away, either, heh.
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Bitsychan is now doing quests in Darkshire and just hit 26th level. Speaking of which....
