Good morning readers. Thanks for coming by for a read.
That cargo trailer’s being a Communist. Not a Joseph Stalin, more on the order of, say, Fidel Castro. But enough to force me to think up all the ways I’m grateful for having it, repeating them to myself.
That rear door, the first time I fixed it, decided to show me why it had a problem in the first place. Explained to me that the bottom frame member and the bottoms of the two vertical side frame members were rotted badly. Not rotted enough to make them easy to remove once the bottom piece fell off when I opened the door after the first fix. Just rotten enough to justify another fix.
Been working on that, trying to do it without pulling the door off to make it easier because I figure getting it back on will be a bear if I do. Lots of hours and needs to remind myself how grateful I am to have that trailer.
Meanwhile the earth reached the place on its circuit around Old Sol, started throwing rain at me. I’m not one to ever complain about rain, but I do enjoy avoiding working with extension cords and power tools when I’m likely to fry myself.
I’m still thinking I’ll make my self-imposed deadline to get out of here before October takes a bow to the audience, but time’s squeezing up on me, conspiring to make it more a challenge than I figured on.
Old Jules
So Far From Heaven 
Our temps are heading down and a freeze expected by the 21st or 22nd. So yard work and house wash better get done quickly. Wish the leaves would all fall and the rest of the apples.
Now I ‘ll be awaiting Spring, about a million days away is it?
You and I mightn’t live until spring, Chuck. Best we be glad for what we’ve got. Jack
Mother Nature can be a bitch. 😀
Hi Tess: She tries to be even-handed about it, though. Good morning to you. Jack
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Morning Jack. That trailer sure looks like the one my son bought for his zillion things he just couldn’t part with when he left here. He bought his new so I have not heard any comments about needing to fix in the 4 or so years he has had it. I know it is great storage for him and allows him to keep his house orderly and still have the things he wants when he needs them. Hope your little fixes last a long time before you have to buck up and face an all our big time repair job. Blessings. M.
Mary: This one’s big enough to suit me. But the trailer was manufactured in 1988. It’s like the cats around here, and me. Whatever that is. Jack