Feeling accomplished

I think I just fixed the fuel gauge on the Aztek. I noticed last week that it was stuck on “Full” and as much as I wished for that to be true I knew it wasn’t. I found a wiring diagram and saw that there was only one wire running from the tank to the Body Computer that controlled the gauge so I crawled underneath and found it. The wire was in a connector that held 8 wires, when I unplugged it to check the resistance about two tablespoons of dirty water poured out of the connector. I sprayed the connector down with electrical contact cleaner, scraped the contacts, sprayed them again, and coated the gasket with silicone compound when I reassembled it. Naturally I had filled up the car last night but the gauge appeared to be slighty down from the top of the scale. I’ll watch it carefully this week and see. A bonus was that my remote door locks now work again, after being out for about 8 months. I need to consult that wiring diagram and see if one of the wires for the Keyless Entry receiver goes through that connector. If I fixed that too then I’ll feel especially accomplished.

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April 14, 2012

Hey, two birds with one stone, not bad! An easy fix is nice.

April 16, 2012

Yay for fixin stuff!

April 16, 2012

Haha nice! I love when random awesomeness happens. =) Thank you for your note, by the way. =) You have the great ability to make me feel less insane/more comforted!

RYN: I want The Kid to be successful in a field where she DOESN’T starve. I want her to be happy, but degrees in Basketweaving, Eastern European Literature, Agricultural Communications, and the like won’t pay the bills.

RYN: Yeah, some professions just don’t seem to pay as much as they should. I can’t change the world – I just raise The Kid & try to steer her into a life that will be good for her.

At least you were able to fix it without spending a lot at the garage! Nice going.

RYN: I knew this guy since I was maybe 12 years old. I knew he wasn’t really into girls – but just attributed it to being shy. He wasn’t my best friend, but he was a GOOD friend. My dad preached his funeral. I was deathly sick at the time but came something like 800 miles for his funeral. I’m glad I did. He WAS a good guy.

April 25, 2012

ryn: You do not want me to google the answer for those questions. 😀

April 30, 2012

ryn: I would love to hit someone with a paper machete.

May 1, 2012

ryn: Malapropisms are the best. 😀