So what is the best way to break the news? “Hi Honey. Welcome home. Guess what, I broke your brand new tractor today.” Less than a month ago, my husband bought a brand new Kubota tractor that he had been lusting after for years. The old one was “too small”. The new one can dig up and move those pesky boulders that have been eating mower blades for years. The old one had no cab. The new one has an enclosed glass cab with air conditioning and heat. No more baking in the sun when mowing the fields in summer, and no more getting crusted with snow when you’re plowing the roads in winter.
Yesterday, during a spate of sunshine, I decided to use the new tractor to mow the pasture. The grass was too high for the riding mower, and if those threatening showers came through, I could stay dry in the enclosed cab. I’d had a little mowing instruction last week, but this is a glitzy tractor with a whole load of new gadgets and controls. The cab is almost solid glass. It has two swing out doors on either side that are basically curved tempered glass encased by a rubber gasket. Very futuristic looking. I opened the door, sat in the seat, checked to see if I remembered where all the controls were. I engaged the clutch and started the engine. I raised the front bucket off the floor and lifted the rear mower deck. So far so good. I opened the throttle a little and started to ease out as I looked around for the seat adjustment. I had gone forward about 12 inches and
An explosion! My God, what the heck was that! I looked around me in horror as I saw millions of shards of green glass. Not being used to having doors on my tractor, I had started moving forward without first closing the door, and the glass had come in contact with a metal bar that was protruding from the adjacent snow blower. One tap of the metal bar on the tempered glass had caused it to literally explode.
I have never seen such a mess in my life. This is our equipment shed. It is full of equipment: snow blower, wood splitter, power washer, riding mower, brush mower, gas cans, tools, spare parts, etc. EVERYTHING was covered in little globs of green glass. In some perverse way it was almost beautiful. Like a shower of sparkling emeralds all over the place.
I had to go to the house to get suited up to clean up this hazard. On my way up, all I could think about was how much this is going to cost and me just recently unemployed. I called the Kubota dealer to order a replacement door, and was relieved that it was not as costly as I had feared. They only order the glass. I bring in the gasket, door handle and hinges, and they will mount the door parts to the glass and supposedly we can hang the door back on the tractor.
Properly attired, armed with broom and dust pan, I started attacking the mess. I quickly learned the appropriate strategy. Well, maybe not quickly enough. I started sweeping the floor, but then realized that every surface of every implement from floor to ceiling had glass on it. I had to start at the top and sweep down. It took me three hours to get the glass up, though I imagine we will still be finding little green glass shards for years to come. The good news, the new door will be in next week, Husband was understanding, and I will always remember to close the door before I start the up tractor.