I had just found the perfect one-footed, tip-toe position in order to reach the box I was after when the phone rang. "Can I get you to...." Many of our conversations begin like that. :)
This time I was called to load up the socket set and drive out until I found him in Mesquite. DH has been logging in lots of extra hours on the tractor. He's been burying water lines and repairing washed out roads:
The old Case Backhoe has seen better days, but it still chugs into action when duty calls. You could say the same thing about me.
Thankfully, I haven't needed to replace my hydraulic fluid line. :) Poor thing had sprung a major leak.
The proper tools were selected:
and DH set to dismantling the bolts:
And the culprit was removed:
I'm the official hold-er of loosened pieces and the hand-er of tools. 28 years of marriage has given me the ability to do so before DH even needs to ask.
I guess its not everyone's idea of fun, but I love it. DH always laughs when I say that it is. Is he married to a crazy woman? Perhaps.
We climbed into the pickup, made a flying trip to town, spent less than $200 at NAPA, treated ourselves to a Spicy Chicken Sandwich and Jr Frosty at Wendy's, and headed back out to the tractor.
Before long, the shiny new hydraulic hose:
Laundry day's going to be lots of fun!
hydraulic fluid was added:
And after a little TLC,we were back in business.
Even after all these years, I am still in awe of how handy DH is. He is a master at fixing things and building things and I have yet to see him not be able to tackle something successfully whether it be construction, welding, plumbing, electrical, mechanical, farrier, equine, bovine, forage, survival, firearm, or hunting related. He's one smart cookie.
He doesn't do technology, but that's what he's got me for! Well, that and comic relief.