EFFFFFF me ....
Hubby (still unfit) is bickering about our Ford (like: Wife: fix it
) ain't it the man's job to fix stuff and the wife's job to cook ? He should be bringing in the moolah, that I get to spend ...)
seems it's complete role reversal here.
Anyway. Our tiny Ford (Expedition XLT), no battery (cuz it was dead and I lugged it upstairs to put it on the charger). Had to lug the bloody battery back down and throw it in. Motor turns, car starts, birds fall from the sky.
Anyway, not a bird lover, so don't care.
50 m drive. stop. tire flat (so flat that I don't dare driving to the gas station to give it a refill). Seems the clip holding he balancing lead in place is pushing into the tire and makes it go pfffft.
FFS what am I gonna do with that bloody boat anchor ...
Compressor ... where do I get one. Oh, yes, have one in the garage, but no juice (landlord sez: no juiced garages
yeah, but they want us to move to fucking electric cars ...)
Can't throw a cable from the balcony. *think*
ok, got 2 large car batteries, need 24V power source, that's doable.
Thank god for that Meanwell thingie that I took off Reichelts hands. 24V-> 220 Inverter
hooked that up. Battery power level warning beep goes off the second I hook up and start the compressor. Don't care. Need that thing up and running, the inverter has auto power off.
Managed to get the tire up to about 2 bar. Enough to limp to the gas station for a full refill (which I did).
Car is back among the living.
And all of that during lunch break.
Eff me.
Hubby asleep. I still have to put in 2 hours.