Sarasota, FL
This morning, we drove Gary back to WalMart to rescue his car. On the advice of his mechanic, we tried to jump the battery. When I went there a couple days ago to pick him up, his car had lights and power, and it just didn’t sound like a dead battery when he tried to start it. So I thought it couldn’t be the battery – thought it might be the starter. But, having faith in the mechanic – or wanting to prove him wrong - we positioned the truck nose-to-nose to give it a jump. Since we’re both still having trouble parking the Dear Monster, this was no easy feat. We had some trouble locating our battery – there were several objects under the hood encased in rectangular protectors. Then Gary wasn’t sure how to find the positive on the battery – I thought the flaming red paint was a dead giveaway, but he had to process it for a minute. Then, his cables were too short, so we had to dig our out. It was worth it though, because his car started right up. Who knew?!? There were two old men sitting in a car parked nearby who were quite entertained by the whole scene. I told them to call their friends and I’d charge admission.
After Gary bought a new battery, we followed him home. Gary doesn’t have a butch bone in his body, so it was lots of fun watching him replace his battery. Since he had a burned out tail light, we made a quick run for a new set and replaced them for him.
The rest of the day was more sorting and packing…can’t wait to get the trailer and be home again!
This morning, we drove Gary back to WalMart to rescue his car. On the advice of his mechanic, we tried to jump the battery. When I went there a couple days ago to pick him up, his car had lights and power, and it just didn’t sound like a dead battery when he tried to start it. So I thought it couldn’t be the battery – thought it might be the starter. But, having faith in the mechanic – or wanting to prove him wrong - we positioned the truck nose-to-nose to give it a jump. Since we’re both still having trouble parking the Dear Monster, this was no easy feat. We had some trouble locating our battery – there were several objects under the hood encased in rectangular protectors. Then Gary wasn’t sure how to find the positive on the battery – I thought the flaming red paint was a dead giveaway, but he had to process it for a minute. Then, his cables were too short, so we had to dig our out. It was worth it though, because his car started right up. Who knew?!? There were two old men sitting in a car parked nearby who were quite entertained by the whole scene. I told them to call their friends and I’d charge admission.
After Gary bought a new battery, we followed him home. Gary doesn’t have a butch bone in his body, so it was lots of fun watching him replace his battery. Since he had a burned out tail light, we made a quick run for a new set and replaced them for him.
The rest of the day was more sorting and packing…can’t wait to get the trailer and be home again!
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