
Which was bad news, because the dark green hose, bought during hard times, is plastic, cheap and after a year developed semi-permanent kinks.
Last night I tried coiling it. I wrestled it. I pulled it to its full 30-foot length, took the twists out, and tried again. Tried to pinch the kinks open. Tried standing on the kinks to pinch them open. Then tried to coil it. It turned into knots, and kinked again -- Photo shows the best coil I could get. After struggling for an hour, it suddenly hit me: Throw this out. Buy a new one. And don't buy a cheapie!
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I can't stop laughing at your picture and blog post this morning. I had my first throwdown of the season with the hose yesterday morning and the hose won. What the h*ell is it about hoses? They truly have an unruly life of their own and can give me a cranky for an hour after I have had anything to do with them!
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