It's about time.

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Thursday, November 26, 2015

The Internet Lied And One Last Cookout.

Our Location today is Tecumseh, Ontario, Canada.

Both Kathy and I slept later than we normally do this morning because our bodies allowed us to make up for some of our lost sleep from Tuesday night. We barely stayed awake long enough to post last night’s blog. After that we both slept so sound we woke up much more refreshed this morning.

The sunlight that filled the rooms even with the curtains closed was very bright. Shortly after opening the drapes the sun disappeared behind a wall of clouds spending most of the day hidden from view. Minutes later the windows started to rattle as the wind picked up with gusts that reached 35 mph. After finishing our morning reading on the computers I headed out to the parking lot with the hopes of installing the replacement heater motor in the car. Today was to be our last nice day with comfortable temperatures enough to work outside and tomorrow is supposed to rain all day. As I walked past the corner of the building the wind nearly knocked me off my feet.

After looking under the dash and the hood of the car I couldn’t see where the motor was located. On older vehicles everything was located out in the open so there was never any guess work. After reading that a lot of people Google everything and with the research I’ve been doing on the Solar Panel System for the trailer I thought I’d give it a try. Going to Google I simply typed in “How to replace a heater motor on a 2004 Intrepid” and all kinds of sites popped up. I copied a step-by-step how to onto a Word document even though it didn’t tell me where the fan was located. That was when I saw a how-to video that showed how to replace the motor and where it was.

Right after lunch I headed back outside armed with this newfound knowledge got the proper tools out and went to start the job. That’s when I found out something I’d heard about information on the Internet. “They Lied!” That’s right they lied. The video showed the unit facing directly back towards the seat. The unit in fact was facing the floor. In other words it was all overhead work and cars are no longer the size they used to be so you are working with you arms stretched and looking at what you are doing from a distance.

I managed to remove the duct work and motor cove and even a single bolt holding the motor when I had to call it a day. After a quick change of clothes Kathy and I drove out to the Belle River high school to pick up our grandson Tyler. I’ve wondered why the school bus will pick him up in the morning with his hockey equipment but won’t bring him home at night. The answer is simple “It Reeks!” That’s right most hockey equipment is carried in car trunks or pickup beds but never where humans are expected not to pass out from the raw stench of sweat. Tyler appreciated our bringing him home and it gave us some time out of the apartment.

Before going back to the apartment we ran a few errands. The first was the Dollar Store where we found a couple of small racks that Kathy wants to use in the fridge/freezer to better organize it. Then at Canadian Tire we found a cover that will help us protect a stand. Lastly we went to Walmart where we picked up two large and two medium clear plastic storage containers that we can start packing things we’ll be putting in storage while we Fulltime.

The wind actually calmed down by the time we got back to the apartment and the temperature was above the 50 degree mark. We decided to celebrate by grilling a couple of hamburgers on the Weber Q. It’s a long way to spring. Thanks for following along and feel free to leave a comment. Be Safe and Enjoy!

It’s about time.


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2 comments:

  1. I remember when our daughters played soccer in high school. Those bags never entered our house!

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  2. I never take anything I see on the internet as Gospel ,ight be true and might not.

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