Gone, Tweaking

I left work early yesterday to meet a guy that was interested in buying my old tractor.  He was driving from Sabastian Florida which is something like three hours away so I knew he was serious.  However I was taking a bit of a risk as he told me he was interested Saturday but couldn’t come until Monday.  I told him I would hold it for him.  Since I committed to that I had no less than a half dozen other people ask me about the tractor.  Holding it for this guy with no money in hand made me a bit regretful, especially if something changed and he decided to not follow through on the purchase.

Luckily the guy showed up, albeit almost an hour earlier than we agreed upon.  He was a nice guy who moved to Florida from California a couple years prior.  He had asked me when I bought the mower and I told him 2011.  He thought he caught me in a lie when he read the serial number incorrectly. He saw an 06 started the number, he said he read that indicated the year.  I told him it was absolutely bought in 2011 and I have an accessory catalog that came with a tractor dated 2010, something an 06 model would be unlikely to have.

He asked me a few other questions which I answered. After doing so he confirmed he was good to buy it with only a small discount off my asking price which I was happy about.  We had to take a couple shots at getting the tractor loaded onto his truck.  The first time it got stuck and almost fell off the ramps.  He handed me an envelope of cash that I quickly counted and he was on his way.  I was glad my faith in him showing up paid off instead of having to deal with people whose number one priority is low balling the shit out of you.

After he left Cindy and I worked on tweaking the tunnel that I built for the birds on Sunday in the rain.  Cindy didn’t like that it was so dark because I had the roof and two walls covered with solid materials.  I addressed it at first with a hole bit to punch a bunch of “skylights” into the roof of the tunnel.  The other change was removing the corrugated PVC roof panel I was using as one wall and replacing it with a piece of hardware cloth to open the one side up completely.  We used the cinder blocks to pin down the wire so it could not be moved by a coyote.

I then pulled out the pressure washer which Cindy used to pressure wash the chicken tractor which had a layer of grime on it.  The vinyl siding almost looked like new when she was done.  Cindy was happy with the changes we made and so was I.  It should give the hens at least some variety of spots to hang out during the day instead of just standing in the run looking at each other.

I followed up with the company I bought the fence extensions from to try to get an idea of how quickly they would show up.  They said I should have the stuff by this weekend which would be great but I hope I am dealing with an under promise over deliver type of operation.