Step one: Find your oldest t-shirt

It’s the first of the month, which has become Battery Day. I need to visit battery banks at J’s, Ian’s, Landlady’s, and incidentally my own place.

Sorting out electrolyte levels on battery banks was an enormous hassle until I bought myself a simple special tool…

And since I got it I haven’t ruined a single t-shirt with spattered battery acid. As is often the case when I’m making things up as I go along, it took me a long time to figure out that I was doing it wrong. But Battery Day has recently evolved into an extravaganza involving the acid of 84 separate battery cells, so I’m glad I finally did. Otherwise this would be more of an ordeal than a hassle.

Also Ghost ran off yesterday afternoon – thankfully before the wash started to run, which it did – to spend the weekend with S&L. So LB and I are batching it. I can just tie him out on a long lead, and I don’t need to worry about him stuck in the hot Jeep for long periods. That means I do sort of need to worry about him launching at a rabbit or something and uprooting somebody else’s fencepost, but that’s okay. I like to take my worries one at a time.

Now I think about it, maybe I’ll tie him to the bumper instead*.

The wash did run last night, not too vigorously, so I’ll do the batteries on this side first before crossing to Landlady’s and give the mud a little more time to firm up. The Jeep can cross easily enough but the tires aren’t all that so extra precautions aren’t out of place. While at Landlady’s of course, I’ll look in on the chickens and such. See? Guys can multitask.
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*Yes, for the benefit of the commenter who will inevitably remind me to put him back in the Jeep before leaving, I’ll do that. I have my faults, but I’m not Chevy Chase.