I've been having problems w/my truck for months now. I finally got my hubby to look at it, and he replaced the bearing on the left front tire. And, he found the leak in the radiator. (But I'm still waiting for a new radiator.)
About a week after he replaced the bearing, it started making noise again. It sounded like it was coming from the same place. So, he pulled the tire off and found nothing. He thought that maybe the brake was off a bit, and would just go back into the position it was in, and everything would be fine. And, at first, it seemed like he was right. There were times I drove when it didn't make any noise.
Then, I pulled my trailer, and it got worse! And, he COULDN'T look at it. He's working 7 days a week, 12 hours a day. Of course, this happened just when winter decided to have a last fling, and I couldn't ride my bike. Friday, it got really bad. I had a doctor's appointment, and was going to do some shopping. I was listening to the Phillies home opener on the radio while I drove. They were losing, 4-2. It was the bottom of the 9th, 1 out and 2 men on base. All of a sudden, I could just barely hear the game. The noise was horrendous. I slowed way down and found if I didn't go the speed limit, it didn't make as much noise. And, I could hear the game. (They scored 3 runs in the inning, and won!) After my doctor's appointment, I made one stop-at Lowes. I found a thread on BYC on making a killing cone, so I got what I need, and will be making it this week. I stayed on back roads to get home, and I called my son. He agreed to come over and look at it on Saturday. I had to have it in the morning-I had nature club, and was taking my microscope, so I needed my truck.
I waited for a bit for him to come over, then finally went to the farm. He calls me up and tells me, do not drive your truck He thought he found the problem, something about the calipers in the brakes not working properly. My DH picked up a new one on his way home from work. But, it was dark by the time he got home, so that meant no truck for Sunday.
Sunday it was in the lower 40s when I got up. I figured by the time I was ready to leave for the farm to feed the horses, the temps would have gone up. Instead, they went down! It was only in the 30s. I don't ride when it's that cool out. So that meant, the horses didn't get fed. I rode my bike to church, which I don't normally do at this time of year because of all the clothes I have to put on to stay warm, but it's a bit too far to walk.
I get home, no sign of my son. I call him up, he says he's coming later, but doesn't need me to be there. I wait until almost 2:00, then leave. I had a dozen eggs that I was giving to my parents. They went in my backpack. I visited w/my parents for a bit, then headed to the farm and started to feed. The new boarder, PT, was there and she helped me get a RB out of my horse trailer. I'll get the tractor, and put it out today. (Last RB, good thing the auction is tomorrow.) We're rounding up horses to feed when my son calls. The brake line was defective, and broke. He needed to get a new one, but didn't figure he'd be able to get one then. It's Sunday afternoon, after 3:00, and he figured the stores would be closed. Great, just great. I used up the last of one type of RU's horse feed. I know I'm almost out of both rabbit and goat feed. But, at least she's home from rehab now, and says I can use her truck to get feed.
Just as I'm finishing up feeding everybody, my DH calls. He actually got done work early, and was able to get the brake line!
My son was still home, so I figured I'd be able to have my truck all fixed for today. He gets home, my son puts it on, puts everything else on takes it for a test drive, comes back and says, that wasn't the problem.
So, he's coming over today (early) to fix my truck. Hopefully, he can find the problem. I can't ride my bike tomorrow, it's going to rain. At least it's almost 50* now, so it's warm enough for me to ride.
In other news, I still don't have the field all cleaned up. I hardly got anything done for a few days. I was just exhausted. But, today, I'll be back to it. I'd love to take a week off, but can't.
I still haven't gotten my seeds started, I've just been too busy. But, 2 of the pieces of sweet potato that I stuck in water have sprouted! I'll be able to get at least 4 slips off of them.
I could never stand that particular horse. A big old 17 hand buckskin hunter. Such a jerk you even had to chase him in order to feed him! He would mash fences down, lean on and break posts and even STOOD in her big Rubbermaid tank and broke the bottom out! His fence mashing ways finally came to a halt - the piece of old horse jerky finally died last fall.
I'm not sure we're both on the same page w/the horses. The horses that got out are at RU's farm. This is where I have my horses. RU had a hip replacement, and while she's recovering, I'm taking care of all the animals for her. Her hubby helped me fix the fence. He can't catch the horses, and isn't too happy if they get out. They get out, he calls me.
Hiya Debs!!!!
