A Day In The Workshop.
One of those days.
Warm night. Restless sleep. Woke at 4:30am. Got up. Dressed. checked the emails, blog, Facebook. Dozed until 8am.
Went to workshop. (15km drive). SWMBO a bit peeved because she assumed that I would install some laundry cupboards and straighten some outside steps at the property which she is preparing for sale. Baby sitting yesterday was fun, but I was thinking about the burner on the Trevithick. So I told SWMBO that I would do an hour or two at her job at the end of the day.
So I went to my workshop, and started mounting the permanent pressure gauge on the Trevithick dredger engine. It was fiddly, not totally satisfactory. I dropped things. I burnt my fingers several times. I could not remember where I had put things 5 minutes earlier. The workshop is really in a mess and I should have just tidied it up. But I didn’t. I had not had breakfast because the bread was mouldy and my normal cereal was empty so I skipped breakfast. Except for coffee of course. I cannot skip that.
Eventually the pressure gauge was mounted. I thought about running the engine on steam and making a video for the blog, but I was just not in the right mood.
I packed up, and went to where SWMBO wanted me, and installed some cupboards. Oddly satisfying. Only took an hour or so. SWMBO was happy. I made some lame excuse why I could not straighten the steps, and went home and had a few reds.
Shit day in the workshop. But sure beats working.