So, I say to hell with it and take the day off, mostly.
Where were we? How many days?
I've decided it doesn't matter anymore. Crediting a whole day when I got to spend thirty minutes or an hour working on the head gaskets is depressing. It will take how long it will take.
As an aside, one of my co-workers laughed and asked if I knew how much the mechanic was going to charge to fix it when I couldn't get it back together.
He laughed, I laughed, I cried a little.
On we go.
|One last pointy finger, for old time's sake.|
|Beginning the day.|
I got one.
I needed to disconnect the fuel lines to get the ignition wiring harness off.
|These freaking things. They don't come off, no matter how hard you pull on them.|
I live this way. Don't judge me.
So, it turns out I needed a special tool for that.
To Harbor Freight!
|Add $14 to the repair total!|
|This is how it works, push it in and pull the hose off.|
Then, I pulled it out.
Of course, real life intervened.
Work days, then a cold snap that required me to try to build some of the skirting around the house to keep the pipes from freezing. Oh yeah, and I had to recertify in ACLS so I could keep working.
None of this helped the truck
So, I have to work tomorrow and I have to recertify PALS on Tuesday. I will get back to truck stuff and hopefully get the heads off soon. There are a few more tools to buy.
I try. I really do.
Just have to keep at it.