So I'm working, I'm in a bind cause I'm behind when the phone rings. It's my daughter. "daddy, my truck is smoking" Geez. I need this like a hole in the head. She wasn't too far outa town. I dropped what I was doing and raced home to get the trailer and then on to go get her and see how bad it was. The water hose had blown off the heater coil. Thankfully she had the sense to stop before blowing the engine. I trailered it back to the house and researched the issue (thank heaven for youtube). GMC trucks got this quick disconnect for the hoses to the heater coil inlet and outlet nipples (why they didn't just have a metal threaded nipple instead of cheap plastic is anyone's guess). So you need a special tool to pop this old nipple off. Easy enough it seemed. Two hours under the hot sun into it and I could have gone for a lipper. No doubt about it I'd have called a timeout and gone for a can. Hey, it's just one. This is a great excuse if there ever was one. But I've been down that road before, I know how that plays out. The pattern was well established. But I disrupted it. Ya see, I joined this site. And I post a promise every day. And it takes nicotine off of the table as an option for dealing with life. Had I thrown a chew in, it wouldn't have miracled that busted nipple off; it would have led to another can and another and it would never end. So I attacked it from another angle and got it fixed and remained nicotine free another day. And tomorrow, I'll post 511 instead of 1. Hooah.
