While waiting for the Fyles Brothers propane truck to arrive, made a front license plate for the Kubota. Dolores took just over 20 gallons of heating and cooking fuel into her 23 gallon tank, so maybe I wasn’t as desperately low as the tank gauge indicated. But one of the maxims that stuck with me from my aviation days is that you only trust a fuel gauge when it says “E”. Went back to Green Mountain Electric for two reasons: first, the junction boxes they sold me the other day, according to NEC (National Electrical Code) Table 10-1, weren’t nearly big enough for the number and size of the wires that will be connected together inside; second, they sold me a bunch of some fancy high-tech wire connectors especially made for large gauge wire. When I looked at the invoice, I was shocked to find that those connectors were $8.50 EACH. And they weren’t even the right size for what I need, ‘cause Green Mountain was out of the right size the other day. (And, oh by the way, the right size are, choke, choke, $20.00 EACH.) So instead I got some plain old extra large wire nuts… that cost 38 cents apiece… and will do just fine, thank you very much. Hmmph! Stopped at Hannaford’s on the way back to Fern Lake ‘cause I was getting pretty low on an important food group (hint: most women don’t consider this a food group) and with Steve Osmer arriving tomorrow… Spent the rest of the day doing walkway electrical stuff.
