I did not have a very good day today.
Woke up a little late, went out into the living room. The kids were up, daughter watching television, son on the internet. I asked them if they had any plans, they said no. So I figured I'd take them to the range and do a little rimfire time. But first I had some chores that needed to be done. Nothing big or time consuming.
I planned to quickly check the pool chemicals, run the filter and mow the front lawn. Shouldn't take more than 30 mins.
Turn on the switch for the pool pump, humm, pop, tripped a breaker. Reset the breaker, flip switch, humm, pop, breaker again. Checked the pump, friggen' motor won't turn. Not a big problem, shouldn't take too long to remove and diagnose. Remove the pump and motor, it seems to be a bearing in the motor. So I get the bright idea to disassemble the motor so I can order the bearing on the way to the range. Should only take a few minutes.
After snapping off all four of the bolts that hold the pump to the motor, I figured that this was turning into a project.
Motor is trashed, pump housing has four snapped off bolts sticking out of it, probably unusable after I attempt to extricate the bolts. Left all the parts on the workbench and got prices for replacement parts, just in case.
Now it's too late to go to the range, so I figure I might as well mow the lawn as planned.
Pull the cord, motor starts, warm it up, start to cut, motor dies. Pull the cord, motor starts, rev it a little, sounds good, start to cut, motor dies. WTF? Back to the workbench.
It's getting fuel, it's getting spark, the plug is clean. Everything is friggen' working. Put it all back together. Pull the cord, motor starts, rev it, sounds good, start to cut, dies. To make a really long and boring story a little shorter, I eventually dismantled, cleaned and reassembled the carb. Now it runs great.
So after mowing the front lawn I put everything away and went in for dinner. We are just sitting down when the phone rings. My 14 y/o daughter jumps up to get it, I tell her to make it quick.
10 minutes later I tell her to get off the phone. She says "What the heck!?!". Not a good thing to say. I tell her she has 5 seconds to hang up and start the countdown. She hangs up and comes to the table.
Well it seems that I made an error somewhere in "demanding" that she hang up. The wife took exception to my manner. One thing leads to another and we're having a real screaming match.
She wants a divorce.
Says she's wanted to leave for years but has always been talked out of it by her friends or her mother.
It's the first I've heard of it.
I could break a bowling ball.
Everything I touched today turned to shit.