Earlier Post talking about the dump stuff we do!!!

It seems that the older I get the less I notice around me at times. How many times have you looked for a tool only to already have it right by you??? Had something in your hand an lay it down to get something else and can't find the original part/piece??? I laid a pair of glasses somewhere Saturday and can't find them today.

Here is one I just did this week. My middle son and I have been buy/selling/trading lawn mowers for years. We bought a bunch of them at a dealer close out auction last winter. For the last two weeks I have been watching the younger grandsons. I did not want to start any serious things while they where under foot. So I started to go through the lawn equipment we have bought but do not have ready for sale. Most of it just needs little things, tune ups, oil changes, etc.

One of the items was a just about new snow blower. It was the first in line physically. I had to move it to get to everything else. It should have just needed a tune up and be good to go. I rolled it out and started the oil to drain. I noticed the auger had a small bend in it. I straightened it out easily. The auger/blower would not turn easy. So I tore into it deeper thinking there was a gear box/drive belt problem. It was real easy to get the complete blower off of the engine/transmission half, just 6 bolts. When I got it separated the blower spun free as a bird. What the HECK!!!!! There is a brake in the control linkage. When you release the handle the blower brake keeps it from coasting. So it was working like it should. I just did not even think about a brake making it turn hard. Since the auger had a small bend in it, my mind went right to damage from hitting something.

I guess that it needed cleaned out any way. LOL I did adjust and lube all the linkage. So I covered my tracks if any of the boys ask I can tell them I planned it that way. LMAO

Yeah seems the older we get the more we forget. What's why we can say "I have forgotten more then you know!"
BTW did you remember to put fresh oil in the snow blower?

I looked for several minutes for a jar of screws I had used the night before. I only used one and set the jar down. Finally found it on the windshield cowl of my wife's van. The only good thing about getting old is hunting and fishing licenses are cheaper.

Larry

Came home one day from work, went to start Snapper mower. Pulled the rope tilI was worn out. It had gas, so I pulled off the top, and flywheel, cleaned and set the points. Put it back together, and still would not start. Then I realized I had forgotten to turn the switch on... DUH..

I'm not even old and I get worse and worse at that stuff every year.
Thought the clutch had gone out on one of my Ford N tractors.
PTO wouldn't work, tractor wouldn't move, hydraulics didn't work.
This was when I was getting it out of winter storage.
I actually asked the guys on the N board who kindly (or not)
reminded me to check the Sherman step up transmission.
It was in neutral. Dang grandkids must have moved the lever!
At least I didn't split the tractor in half.

I believe that old men should have alarms attached to their hands (similar to window alarms) so that when they inadverdently lay down whatever they have in their hand, the alarm goes off to remind them where they laid it.

Of course, that would mean a notepad would have to be attached to the other hand to make a note - otherwise, they would still forget!

The only thing golden during your "golden years" is the color of your pee. A pound used to be 16ozs but know it is 32ozs. You lay something down and it moves. 20 year old women are a memory. and bed time comes at 8:30. To top it off, seams like you get up on Monday morning and beore you get anything done it is Friday night.
Loren, the Acg.

I was looking all over for my 7/16 wrench and could only find the 1/2 and 9/16. Finally after sitting down and trying to think of where it could be I looked down and there it was in my left hand where it had been all along.

Friday evening my old tiller was starving for fuel, so I took the carb off to give it a good cleaning. Had all the loose parts off and safely containered, since I'm so bad at losing things, and I picked up the blow gun and shot a blast of air into the fuel inlet. Like a fool, I'd forgotten about the needle seat, and it shot out like a rocket and hit three different pieces of metal in the shop before it landed, God knows where. My wife and I looked for it for an hour and a half and gave up. Sat morning early I went out to gather up the pieces to take with me to the engine shop in town, and I dropped the needle valve. I was crawling around looking for that dang thing, and lo & behold, there was the needle seat that we couldn't find the night before. Still couldn't find the needle, but when I sat down to ponder my misfortune, I noticed something shiny on my boot lace. It was the needle - the little wire that goes under the float tab had hooked on the lace and was right there with me all the time. There's proof that the Lord looks out for fools and little children. I'm just glad there were no witnesses.

One good thing about getting old and forgetting stuff, you don't have as much to worry about. The bad thing about getting older is all the pretty girls call you Mister.

Loren, I gave up on 20 year old "women" quite a few years before
my daughters got to be that age.
Here's a tip though, if you tell them today is your birthday and that you
are 70 years old they will wish you a happy birthday and give you a big hug.
My dad did that for ten years or so. He died when he was 72.
Mom always shook her head and chuckled at him.
They don't check ID, so you can do it almost every day. If they realize
they hugged you yesterday they'll probably think YOU forgot! LOL

I just made the comment to my wife yesterday. Time was when I could do an inframe on the little dt239 ih engine in the td 7/8 dozers in a long day. Have done it several times years ago. Have a td9H dresser out here with a cummins 4bt. Been about two weeks and I still do not have the head back on. Now at 70 I admit I only work till about 10:30 or so (when I get hot) and have a lot of other things to distract me but really two weeks.
Gota mow the yard tomorrow so won,t run tomorrow but maybe before the 4th. LOL One thing about this getting older you also ARE getting slower.

You youn guys like Lyle and Allan haven,t got there yet

LOL, thought I was the only one that did that.

I"ll be working up in the shop and go outside to pee. WAlk back in and dadgum......can't remember where I sat my beer down. 'Look all over for it, nowhere to be found. 'Walk over to the fridge to get another, open it, take three steps and there is my other beer. CRS disease ain't that much fun.

Reminds me of myself after my brain injury.I got hurt in early December and by spring I didn"t have a wrench to my name.By noon the house would have 5 cups of coffee sitting out because I would make one,set it down and forget that I had made it and make another.My wife had a bit of fun with me as I was getting better.She would say something like "but you said we were going to ... tonight".I wouldn"t know if I did or didn"t.

JD Seller,
:lol: :lol: You are in good company.

A couple of weeks ago, I pulled out my wood chipper that hadn't been started in a year or more, took the winter cover off the motor, put a freshly charged battery in it, and couldn't get it to turn over. I checked connections, loosened/cleaned some of them up and retightened, nothing. After half hour, I went and got my multi-meter and started checking voltages. In tracing wires, I noticed one going through the frame up to the feed hopper. I looked up and saw the E-stop button I had added couple years ago. Yup, went over, reset the E-stop and it fired right up.

Can't tell you how many times I finally fix a problem that would have been easy if I didn't just overthink it. :roll: