The rust king

Welp, I am no longer an employee of Wells Fargo.  On a hormonal level, I don't think that has set in yet.  It's funny to think that I might be LESS stressed at this new job WITH A NEWBORN.  Yea, Wells was bad.  There was literally no way to unplug from that place.  They expected you to be on call 24/7 except 1 weekend a month...that they would cancel at their convenience.

So I guess the thing to do now is refocus on personal pursuits.  To me, this means my fitness and my guitar playing.  Fitness means signing up for crossfit again (did friday), and clearing some clutter out of the garage for more workout space.  This brings us to the title:  Last week I tried and failed to rebuild the lawn mower.  The hardest part of that rebuild was getting the self propel drive pulley off the crankshaft.  It had to move about 4" down a shaft that had swelled with rust.  It literally took every once of bicep I had and several days of pain to get that done.  I successfully got it back together.  So either the rings didn't seat or the valves because their was no compression.  I was in no mood to tear it down again, so I bought a new one.  Turns out, toros now have a "mow and stow" features that allows you to fold the handle over the top of the deck, and stand the mower on end.  How this took them so long is beyond me, but there's about 2 square feet of "workout space saved."  I've now moved on to the next project taking up garage space and that's the set of leaf springs that came with the jeep.  And here, yet again, I'm stuck with rust not allowing me to press out the fucking spring bolt bushings!  This time I'm buying a sawzall.  Or, well, a cheap chinese piece of shit sawzall.  My rule is always but the cheap version, and if you use it enough to break it, buy the nice one.

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