So remember the window? I could see the bright sun all day long. And all day long I thought about my lawn which has somehow gotten excessively long already. I left work at a reasonable time (possibly early for my new management position?) and eventually made it through what was fairly bad traffic for the area. I quickly changed my clothes and rigged up three extension cords.
I overcame the embarrassment of using an electric mower and plunged into the task. The closest neighbors thankfully didn't point and laugh, but I did see some heads turn in cars that drove by. Up and down next to the driveway I went, getting the feel for it again; cord in one hand, kick with the foot.
After a handful of passes, the mower faded off. Usually this mean a plug has come lose somewhere. I checked, but all four plugs were still secure. I tried again. No. I crawled up and over the ancient tractor and reset the outlet. Nothing. I climbed up and over the tractor again and checked the circuit breakers. Bingo. I flipped the circuit breaker and tried to resume mowing. I'm sure by this point you can guess what happened next. That's right. It blew again. I tried two other outlets even though I know the one in the garage is on it's own breaker, whereas they share with other large items. I tried removing one of the cords in case it is guilty of some invisible sin. Nothing, nothing, nothing.
And don't forget, each and every time I had to crawl back over the rusty, yellow tractor. I eventually gave up and came inside dirty and disgruntled. It won't be long before the grass becomes so long that mowing it will be a challenge even with the best of mowers.
Now I was under the impression that those little tiny electric flip mowers draw very little power. So WTF?
Oh yeah, when I came back inside, I discovered the little dog had shat on the carpet. Perfect.
I did assemble the rest of my new solar lights though. I put nine out last night and plan on putting the other five out as soon as it gets dark tonight. So I suppose all is not lost.