Mr. Fix it

First off, I apologize for yesterday's post.  I was tired when I wrote it and when I read it out loud, there were some disjointed thoughts and sentences.  The jist of what my day was like was there, though so I left it.

I'm not trying to win a Pulitzer.

My son, when I was laying under my truck in his mom's driveway asked me this:

"Why didn't you just call a tow truck and pay Rocky Mountain Tire to change the starter?"

"Because I can't afford it." was the reply.  God blessed me with ability to fix things over the ability to pay for things to be fixed.  Sometimes I run out of ability and then God provides money for those eventualities.  But a starter change, despite the adventure it turned out to be, is something that's in my wheelhouse.

My next project is a lawnmower.  I picked this up yesterday at the DI for another purpose.  But the thing is actually a really good lawnmower that needs a transmission.  I know how to fix this problem.  Next week, I will order the transmission it needs and it'll be good as new. And it gives me something else to tinker with on a rainy day.

I have enough to do, but this project kind of fell in my lap.  I wasn't looking for it.  But what the heck, I'll fix it.  It'll be a good experience.