freakin' McGuyver!
I am learning to do so much with what I have.
As usual, I have stories.
I've had the cooter bug tractor now for six or seven years. I forget which. When I bought it, I paid $500 for it, put another $60 into it and it runs. I've replaced the battery twice and rebuilt the starter on it. I swapped the old points and condenser for an electronic ignition and sanded the flywheel when I bought it. I have a spare everything important for it except an engine. Briggs and Stratton still make parts for that though. I rebuilt the carb on it this spring.
I cannot afford a new garden tractor. I would love to have one. But I'm also happy with what I have. It needs a new seat, so I just use a beach towel seat cover for it. It's pink and white and you just can't look cool on that when your pretty neighbor sees you driving it around your yard. I don't care. Function over style.
I have some sprinklers I bought a couple of years ago. They've never worked right. Tonight I needed them to, so I tinkered with them and found out that if I loosened a screw instead of tightened it, they'd work.
I mentioned to Miss June that the neighbors were grilling out and it sure smelled good. Miss June came out with steaks from the pit that is our freezer. We had charcoal but no starter fluid. WD-40 will not start charcoal, by the way. We did have fireplace fire starters though, and with a little help from a newspaper, we are having grilled steaks for dinner.
I have to take care of and fix what I have when it breaks. I'm learning that's not ever a bad thing.
One more thing.... I'm thankful to God for my friends. I'm going to try and be a better one than I have been. Economics has caused some of that. Self-pity maybe a little bit, and time management the balance of it. I'm running out of excuses and now I'm finding myself wanting to live life again. You will see something different in me when we spend time together. You will find me happier than I've ever been in my life thanks to Jesus.
You might even ask me about it.
And I'm grateful to God for giving me the right words to say about something and then giving me the absolute enth in courage to not say them.
As usual, I have stories.
I've had the cooter bug tractor now for six or seven years. I forget which. When I bought it, I paid $500 for it, put another $60 into it and it runs. I've replaced the battery twice and rebuilt the starter on it. I swapped the old points and condenser for an electronic ignition and sanded the flywheel when I bought it. I have a spare everything important for it except an engine. Briggs and Stratton still make parts for that though. I rebuilt the carb on it this spring.
I cannot afford a new garden tractor. I would love to have one. But I'm also happy with what I have. It needs a new seat, so I just use a beach towel seat cover for it. It's pink and white and you just can't look cool on that when your pretty neighbor sees you driving it around your yard. I don't care. Function over style.
I have some sprinklers I bought a couple of years ago. They've never worked right. Tonight I needed them to, so I tinkered with them and found out that if I loosened a screw instead of tightened it, they'd work.
I mentioned to Miss June that the neighbors were grilling out and it sure smelled good. Miss June came out with steaks from the pit that is our freezer. We had charcoal but no starter fluid. WD-40 will not start charcoal, by the way. We did have fireplace fire starters though, and with a little help from a newspaper, we are having grilled steaks for dinner.
I have to take care of and fix what I have when it breaks. I'm learning that's not ever a bad thing.
One more thing.... I'm thankful to God for my friends. I'm going to try and be a better one than I have been. Economics has caused some of that. Self-pity maybe a little bit, and time management the balance of it. I'm running out of excuses and now I'm finding myself wanting to live life again. You will see something different in me when we spend time together. You will find me happier than I've ever been in my life thanks to Jesus.
You might even ask me about it.
And I'm grateful to God for giving me the right words to say about something and then giving me the absolute enth in courage to not say them.
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