So, we found out why our snowblower caught fire, and I think you’ll find it ironic.
First of all, I was the only one who ever operated the snowblower. It’s important to know that Emily shares none of the blame. It’s also important to know that I did not attempt to fix it, so the self-repair restraining order was not violated. Emily, on the other hand, downloaded the user manual (thus bypassing my confused filing system), brought out the variable speed drill I bought for her birthday (I still have a scar), and dug right in.
As with our vacuum cleaner, the snowblower’s belt can be reached through a panel. (My belt can be reached beneath the result of way too many cans of Mountain Dew.) I was actually able to put a new belt on the vacuum cleaner once, and it only took me three days. I figured in this case it had to be either the belt or the motor. When I realized the belt was on the opposite side of where most of the smoke came out, I got a bad feeling.
But we immediately saw the problem. Snow had gotten into the belt/pulley area, then melted a little, then froze solid, and the entire space was now packed with ice. We had to dig it out, then let the thing finish melting and dry off for a day.
It got a lot of snow on it when I used it, but in it?
In case any of you are as slow as I was: Our snowblower was killed BY SNOW.
But the belt was just fine. So after double checking it, we closed the panel back up, I plugged it in (outside), and pushed the button. It ran for three seconds and died, then smoke started coming out.
Two days later I hurt my back while using a snow shovel.
So I wrote this–again, perhaps ironically–with ice on my back, but my neighbor promised he’d take care of the snow removal. He has a normal sized, gas engine powered snowblower, but it still doesn’t sit right by me. I want to do stuff myself! But sometimes, I suppose, I have to admit I can’t anymore.
Which doesn’t mean I’m not in the market for a new snowblower. Also, as of November the lawn mower is working just fine.
At least, it was.