Monday, March 18th 2013
Cloudy, cold, rainy day. I tagged along with Lisa to Tractor Supply to get gate handles so she could fix part of the fence and have a gate to get in and out of the section the horses are in. When we got back to the barn, she gets the bag out of the truck, walks over to the posts, and starts trying to hand screw in an eye bolt. I stood there watching for a few moments. Then, I voiced my thoughts.
"You know, you'd have a lot more luck and a lot less headache if you took a power drill and made a guide hole first. That post looks like oak. You're gonna be out here all night doing it by hand."
So off she sends me to get the electric cord from by the tack room while she gets the drill. I tug the cord. It's going under ground. She says keep yanking. I give her one of my best disbelieving faces and shake my head. She encourages me some more. I tug again. Up comes some more hay and dirt. This cord is going into the barn. It is OBVIOUSLY not the cord she thinks it is. I express his to her.
"Fine, plug it back in and go around back to get the one from the chicken's water tin."
Around back I go. Follow the cord. Follow the cord. Follow the cord. Tractor. BIG TIRE right on top of cord. Tug, tug. Nope. Hmm. Look around. Ah! Another cord. Follow the cord. Tug, wrap up, cart to front of barn, plug in, lead to Lisa and power drill.
She hands me the cord. Then she says, "I am standing in a big puddle of water, holding a power drill. This is probably not my smartest move ever." Ya think? I back up two steps. Go for it, girl! I'll tell the boys to call 911 and unplug the cord if you zap yourself. I am NOT, however, going to touch you. You're on your own until the medics get here, so just don't die, ok?
She drilled the guide holes and held the drill out to me. I shook my head. She looked at me. I said, "Unplug it." I took the drill in one hand, the cord in the other, and watched her easily screw the bolt into the post. One fence gate secure! Electricity on! Test - ZAP! Glad she was testing it, not me. HOT fence!
Now that we're both soaking wet, time to go home for dinner! Who knew my life would turn out like this?
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