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My guess is the battery is dead. It charged, took a charge, worked, but died quickly. A new one on the way. Plus a trickle charge adapter. She then decided to weed whip. Almost instantly breaking the string, without more feeding out.
My guess? She didn't read the instructions, and used old methods for other trimmers. Did she break the new one? Maybe. While trying to finish my fatted coffee, she had me doing a bunch of work... so she could work? Help up on the mower, then off so I could try to start it. Then to the trimmer.
I finally just told her to read the instructions. Grabbed my coffee. And went upstairs. I have to completely avoid her. All of her work becomes my work. And much of it isn't needed. She cleaned out my fridge. It is, what, two months old? No.
And what is needed, I do when I can. Not when she wants. That isn't how my health allows.
I'll be calling my brother shortly. Not for discussion, permission, just to let him know this won't work. He won't add anything useful. But he will be informed. I can't do this.
Well... on to a fantastic phone call. Later.
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