Monday on Tuesday

Since I took yesterday off and went fishing Tuesday became my Monday laundry and catch-up day. We combined our laundry with Lou’s and washed everything today. It was supposed to rain today. That would have made Tuesday a quasi-rainy-day-and-Monday.

I also dusted off the trolling motor I’ve had sitting idle in the garage for the last 15 years and hooked it up to the batteries I have to see if I had a viable propulsion system for the rowboat. It worked fine and the batteries both are strong enough to keep it running for hours. I usually replace our car batteries when they are 3 years old. I keep the old battery and buy and install a new one myself. I currently have 2 batteries that were in the cars 3 years. I keep them attached to a battery charger to keep them fully charged. I leave one on t he charger for 3-4 weeks and then switch the charger to the other. I’ve been doing this for years now and I really didn’t know how good the batteries were. The idea was to use them with the trolling motor when I finally got around to it again. Lou gave me reason to get around to it. We will likely go back to hurricane lake on Thursday with the Jon boat in tow. I also sanded and varnished the oars for the boat, something I haven’t done in the 35 years I’ve had them.

Lou found out today that he can’t go to Abilene early. He now will be here through the 15th—we have him for 2 more weeks.

Our good ol’ lawn pump lost its prime this week. I can either replace the well foot for $450 or put in a new (and better) pump for $850. Of course the pump guy recommended the new pump—surprise,surprise. This is the same guy who drilled the well 8(?) years ago. He’s your typical good-ol-boy and has been doing wells for longer than anyone else in the area. He did a good job for us last time and he was OK with pricing so I trust him—sort of. So we are getting the new 2-stage jet pump to replace the “antique” 1-stage pump we currently have. At least we received same-day service when we called him.

Tomorrow we do some running around. We hit the bus station to change Lou’s ticket, the tax collector to register the rowboat again (after 13 years) and maybe get permits to fish on the Eglin reservation. Now they are saying it might rain tomorrow.