My wife would argue this point, but I really feel like I
try to fly under the radar. I'm not looking for attention. I just want to be surrounded by people I love. Michelle would say I love to be surrounded by people....tomato...tomatoe.
I suppose I shouldn't be surprised when I was met with a look of confusion when I proudly explained to Michelle how I had figured out where the issue for the horn was!
NOT the loose 12V supply post on the horn,
NOT a faulty relay, but rather a faulty connection at the wheel that I backed up and eliminated sources from the horn back(60 years of oxidation will do it to you). No, rather than a "Wow, good on ya!" I was met with the...."Don't you have an air horn?"
And, yes, although(as usual) she is 100% correct in her 97.832% scientific approach to life, she missed the point. So I hesitated to even try to explain why i was wanting to strip/clean/sandblast the horn to repaint it even though it was mounted under the bus and no one would ever see it.
But, I did... and I was met with "that look". But that's OK, mars and venus baby......mars and venus.
As part of the clean up, I had to remove a
very old paper gasket. Which of course tore apart when I did. I taped it and then traced it onto cork. Which I will use to rebuild!
Now while I was mid deconstruction, I got a message from my good buddy Steve who was driving from Kamloops BC with my new HOT TUB BABY!!!
So I said....."Hmmmmm, should I clean up from these guys?"
And I did....AAAAaaand I was glad, because he came bearing gifts from the interior of BC
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