Last fall I mentioned to my brother Jim that I needed to pressure wash the white fence around my house here at the Crossroads. I said I was going to buy a pressure washer. He said, “Don’t do that. I’ll bring mine” (He lives in Atlanta). So, against my better judgement I decided to accept his generosity and use his. It was great. I pressure washed my white fence and it looked great.
I put it away until last week when I decided to use it again. The berries from the Bradford Pear trees around the house stain everything that they touch. I pulled it out of my storage building, hooked it up, fired it up…… and nothing. The little Honda engine was running, but no water pressure. Shut her down.
Everybody that I’ve talked to said the pump has gone bad or it probably froze up in my storage building. I didn’t drain the water. I asked if it could be fixed and they all said, all together now, “NO—- just buy a new one.”
It never fails. Every time I borrow something, big or small, the damn thing breaks. I have a history that goes way back. I borrow-It breaks. Now I’ll be buying Jim and me a new pressure washer. Maybe they’ll give me a break on the price if I buy two.
Update: Good News! I don’t give up.Today (January 14) I fixed the power washer! It was just frozen. No new power washer needed this year!