No, it's womyn's work. .. & I'll feel proud if I want 2

I switched out my veggie oil pump 2day & was so very very proud of myself. I swell with pride & deep satisfaction when I accomplish something that womyn are not supposed 2 know how 2 do, let alone actually do.

I had 2 buy a hose-2-half inch connector plus clamps, install it into the his & attach 2 the pump, disconnect the ground & hot wires from the old pump & reattach 2 the new pump& then transfer my veggie oil from a storage tank in2 my main tank.

IT WORKED! In my heightened sense of self-worth, I totally 4 got that i had opened the valve 2 all the tanks when I tried 2 transfer veggie oil using the gravity method of liquid seeking its own level-which again filled me with aggrandizement when it worked up to a point -at least giving me 25 gallons to run on until I found the pump.

Halting the flow to check the level, I was expecting the back tank I thought I was pumping put of to be close to empty. It wasn't. That was when I noticed the switches to each tank were open. & I swiftly saw the other drum - the one I haven't opened the lid on, was caving in like the sucked in checks on a child making her lips protrude.

I immediately flicked the switch to off, climbed up on the truck & forced open the lid, which finally gave to a rush of air.

I feel chastised for being so boastful. I continue pumping out of the designated tank after I closed all the other valves. By the time my tank is full, the auxiliary tank has returned to it's normal shape, thank the goddesses. I check for leaks or cracks but this time, I'm lucky. Alls well.

I fill the water tank as well & scrape the tape off my windshield. & ponder how accomplished I still feel - doing "man's work". No, it's womyn's work! !