This weekend was the first "free time" I've had since about mid-February. "Free" means only that I didn't have a scheduled commitment, not that I had nothing that needed doing. As you might imagine, after a schedule mess like that, I had lots that needed doing.
Got a lot done, too. Dumped a few months' worth of junk mail in the Sunnyvale-approved way. Ran out of paper bags. Filed bills and mail and other paperwork back as far as Christmas. Pulled ancient stuff out of the too-full file drawers (that took the better part of both days). Actually acquired a racquetball to roll the bottoms of my feet upon.* Saw the Radio Shack nearby and acquired a 15v meter I can hook up to my car's electrical system.** Plus the ordinary stuff like dishes and a grocery run. Even visited two little geocaches!
Sadly, I did not do any baking, and I'd really been hoping for that. Baking soothes my soul. It's about the only thing left that does that, since I can't run. Maybe I can bake next weekend. I simply ran out of time. It was worth it to get that filing done, though.
I think I'm glad to have the chance to relax into a normal work pace. Don't ya love those weekends after which you could really, really use a weekend? :-)
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* Why physical therapists assume that a patient who can barely walk has tennis balls and racquetballs in the house is beyond me. The least they could do for a foot problem is depend on hang gliding equipment or swimsuits!
** I want to know what condition is occurring when the battery light comes on. I'm sure some car person will tell me how little sense this makes. Some days I think that sort of thing is what my journal is here for. Heck, I'm not sure how much sense it makes to buy a meter, since I could look up the battery light in the full electrical diagram of the car for free. Maybe this is my techno-snobbishness coming out: I always prefer a meter to an "idiot light".
Got a lot done, too. Dumped a few months' worth of junk mail in the Sunnyvale-approved way. Ran out of paper bags. Filed bills and mail and other paperwork back as far as Christmas. Pulled ancient stuff out of the too-full file drawers (that took the better part of both days). Actually acquired a racquetball to roll the bottoms of my feet upon.* Saw the Radio Shack nearby and acquired a 15v meter I can hook up to my car's electrical system.** Plus the ordinary stuff like dishes and a grocery run. Even visited two little geocaches!
Sadly, I did not do any baking, and I'd really been hoping for that. Baking soothes my soul. It's about the only thing left that does that, since I can't run. Maybe I can bake next weekend. I simply ran out of time. It was worth it to get that filing done, though.
I think I'm glad to have the chance to relax into a normal work pace. Don't ya love those weekends after which you could really, really use a weekend? :-)
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* Why physical therapists assume that a patient who can barely walk has tennis balls and racquetballs in the house is beyond me. The least they could do for a foot problem is depend on hang gliding equipment or swimsuits!
** I want to know what condition is occurring when the battery light comes on. I'm sure some car person will tell me how little sense this makes. Some days I think that sort of thing is what my journal is here for. Heck, I'm not sure how much sense it makes to buy a meter, since I could look up the battery light in the full electrical diagram of the car for free. Maybe this is my techno-snobbishness coming out: I always prefer a meter to an "idiot light".
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If the light is coming on, it more than likely means that something is causing the system to go into discharge. The usual culprit is the alternator, and the failure mechanisms are either the voltage regulator (usually internal to the alternator these days) or the brushes which contact against the rotating armature. Your garage can perform something called a "full field test" to determine whether the problem is in the alternator itself, or in the regulator.
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It helps that I already know what the answer will be. I am just geeky enough to want to see why.
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So your car eats alternators? Or just regulators? Solid state regulators most often fail due to heat. If your alternator is mounted somewhere that is subject to high heat, that's probably why. Heat will also kill solid state rectifiers, which are also inside alternators. Unfortunately, it's very, very hard to reposition an alternator.
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Obviously I need to look at the electrical diagram itself. It's not like I don't own a copy. This guesswork is mostly pointless (but fun) until I've done that.
Last couple times it's been the regulators. O'course I wind up with a whole new alternator anyway. This time, though, I can't change the percentage of time the light is by shedding/adding load. Last few times, I could. Maybe it's not sick enough yet. These symptoms have in the past been progressive.
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I've had three in a row. It's making me cranky.
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G'luck with it. Mind numbing, but I'm glad it's done!