Pulled on Friday.
Went to work on Saturday morning. Then to get the van tires put on. Off to lowes for siding and various and sundry project stuff. To Walmart for more of the same. Tried to eat lunch with Nate and Chris, but called to work.
Put battery in old smoke detector, hung the new one. Replaced old shower head. The new one is the balls. Attached weather stripping to bottom of caviary door to help keep out flies. WAs getting late so I decided to change the oil in the Focus (FrankenFocus). What a nightmare. Took like two hours. Between fits of rage I put a coat of waterproofing on the new screen door.
Sunday. Got up early anticipating Logan's early arrival. Hung screen door. While waiting for the boy, ran the sweeper. Pain in the ass. Pine needles kept rat-nesting around the axle. Decided to cut up the pine needles. Hit a root with mower. Looks as if a blade is bent. The one blade is shot out, the other looks fine.
Logan arrives at 11:00. Byt twelve we have eaten and I am under the car. A rear brake job: big day in a man's life. Keep in mind I am off and on the phone with my Dad (Terry, not Dave) the whole time. Looks as if the brakes are not that bad, but the wheel cylinder is shot. Off to the AutoZone for two cylinders (just in case) a brake line wrench and a floor jack. I am very excited to have a 2.5 ton floor jack. Another big moment in a man's life. Takes roughly three hours to do the passenger side cylinder, shoes and prep the drum. On to the driver side.
We are rolling phat... until the e-clip flies from the emergency brake cord as I try to remove it. Off to Advanced Auto where I have to buy a $9 kit to get a .10 cent piece of metal. I steal to Mcd's for an ill advised soda and burger cheat. Back to the house where we opt to replace the other wheel cylinder for the shits and giggles. Really goes quickly once you know how it is done. Brake shoes fall to our will. Takes a while to adjust brakes, but there she is. My first complete rear drum/shoe brake job. Awesome.
Should have gone to the gym, but I was give out. Would have gone anyway if I had know about the emergency room debacle of the following evening, night and early morning. 7 hours, a false diagnosis, a bad reading, and finally absolutely nothing at all. Thanks Satilla Regional, your incompetence has no limits. Utter and complete bullshit.
