It's Monday (again)

My husband is such a lucky guy! He should be thankful that I don't mind getting my hands dirty. One of the things he liked about me when we first started dating was that I liked to work outside. I really impressed him when I put this log on my shoulder to carry to our burn pile. I did look impressive, even if I do say so. The log was very dry and half rotten, but still I looked like superwoman. I think of that once in a while, wish I could still do that but I am slowing down. I have to remind myself not to try stuff like that now. I am pretty good at listening to my body, I do what I know I can handle. So far that is working for me. The only times I have pulled a muscle or had a bad back ache is when I don't listen to that little voice that says "Don't do it!!!"
I got to take the tire off the lawn tractor the other day, and last year I got to grease it. I had to crawl under it with a grease gun and pump grease into little plug like places. There were several of these plugs that you had to grease and the last on I did, I kept saying "Boy, this is going to take the whole tube of grease, it doesn't seem right." Well it wasn't right, all the grease I was pumping in was coming out at the other end of the tractor and when I finally saw it it looked like a big glob of thick, yellow, nasty stuff that was ready to fall on me. Yuck!

This tractor and Joe go way back, 3 years ago I bought him a new riding lawn mower from Sears. He got to pick it out and make sure it was one he could get his leg over to get on. He still goes back to that old, dying orange monster. The money he has spent to have it towed somewhere to be repaired and the cost of the repairs we could have had a new car. I was shocked at his attempts to keep it going, after I bought the new riding mower I figured we would junk the orange one, but no, it had to be towed and repaired again.. there is just something about the old orange monster that he can't let go of. Even now, he is tinkering with it trying to get it to go. The tire has sat flat all winter so I had to pull that off and we will have to get a new one. That flat tire fixer in a spray can can only do so much, and we have used it several times already. Joe always had this look of peace and contentment when he was out riding on the orange monster, I used to tell him he just zoned out and was some place far from me. Made me a little jealous of the beast, but it has done it's share of work around here and then some. I was amazed how Joe could maneuver the This tractor and Joe go way back, 3 years ago I bought him a new riding lawn mower from Sears. He got to pick it out and make sure it was one he could get his leg over to get on. He still goes back to that old, dying orange monster. The money he has spent to have it towed somewhere to be repaired and the cost of the repairs we could have had a new car. I was shocked at his attempts to keep it going, after I bought the new riding mower I figured we would junk the orange one, but no, it had to be towed and repaired again.. there is just something about the old orange monster that he can't let go of. Even now, he is tinkering with it trying to get it to go. The tire has sat flat all winter so I had to pull that off and we will have to get a new one. That flat tire fixer in a spray can can only do so much, and we have used it several times already. Joe always had this look of peace and contentment when he was out riding on the orange monster, I used to tell him he just zoned out and was some place far from me. Made me a little jealous of the beast, but it has done it's share of work around here and then some. I was amazed how Joe could maneuver the blade on the orange monster to move a log or stump into a burn pile and put it right where he wanted it. He will be very sad the day that it is hauled off for the last time. The Orange Monster will never be able to be replaced. Kinda like me I hope. (not being able to be replaced)