A few years ago, two of the many kind readers of this blog sent a substantial donation specifically for buying a generator. The money they sent was enough to purchase an inexpensive generator — or make a good start on saving for the compact Honda or Yamaha they knew was on my wish list. They gave me that option. My choice.
I decided to stash the donation and keep on saving for the Dream Generator. While it made me nervous not to have backup power, I figured that — not being particularly a Ms Fixit — I needed the reliability, portability, and ease of use of one of those famously sturdy Japanese models.
But there matters sat. What with one thing and another (read: home improvement projects and recent and upcoming medical expenses), I never managed to get very far building up that generator fund.
This week I was expecting a Christmas present from a longtime friend and blog supporter. But never, ever, not in a trillion years did I expect what the UPS man toted up my driveway this morning:
I’ve said many times that I’m blessed with the most wonderful blog readers and supporters. I’ve received lovely gifts and every manner of support — verbal, moral, financial, medical, and emotional — over the years. This is not the first gift that’s left me speechless. The two times I’ve had fundraisers, you guys have blasted the top off the thermometer graphic, and sometimes the individual contributions have stunned me. Sometimes they’ve been large beyond belief and sometimes smaller but from people I know could scarcely afford what they gave. You’ve surprised me with many other great and thoughtful gifts, from beautiful wool yarn to books to flannel sheets and warm winter clothing to prep supplies and gorgeous knives to homegrown herbs to cookies and dried apricots to art to a shining gold coin — more than I can name. I don’t always blog about the gifts I receive, but I can’t count the times you’ve surprised and dazzled me or simply gone out of your way to do good, welcome, always apropos things to keep me going.
But this … I’d given up hope of ever having this. When I saw that box in the UPS guy’s hands, I literally gasped. In fact, I had to open the box before I could believe there was actually a Honda generator inside (and exactly the model on my wish list, too). Maybe somebody had sent something else in their old generator box. But, nope. There it was.
A few minutes later furrydoc called and I was barely coherent. I apologized for babbling and explained why. (It also turns out she and her husband have the same generator, so there’s local help available if I get lost in the manual — though the manual so far seems very clear.)
I hope the kind donors of the original generator fund won’t mind if I spend their saved funds on accessories for the Honda. It can use a cover. And fuel of course. Spare parts and a tune-up kit. Maybe a wheeled cart, though at 46 pounds and with a sturdy handle this little machine isn’t hard to tote around.
Now … I’m going to resume reading the manual and return to being speechless.