Funny, that. A few weeks ago it seemed miles away. Two crazy busy weeks later and it is just a random Friday at the end of April. Notable because the CRA here in Canada is on strike, and as far as I know, my accountant has not been able to process my taxes yet. Otherwise, not much else going down. I blazed through a hefty report, and busted my guts to complete a laundry list of other projects for other clients, and now I’m a bit frazzled. So much so, that once again, I have not prepared anything of note for this 500 Days of continuous writing challenge milestone that I am currently crossing. Just another empty feeling goal. I applaud my “stick with it-ness”, but on the day it feels empty. It’s only when you take a step back to think about it all, does it even register. Huh. Such is life I suppose. Guess that’s why rich folks are all so sad, or depressed. Gotta enjoy the process more than the end result, as the doing is where all the intrinsic value is, and the struggle. Gotta keep reinforcing that fact. I seem to have to keep relearning it, time and again. I’ll be happy once I, I’ll be happy when, if I can only get to… in the shit is where you need to be happy. Hard lesson to have to take to heart. Now, on a parallel note here; one would assume that winning a huge sum of money might prove a bit different, and could be just as much fun as it looks. But I think those that grind for their empire, trying to reach their first million, those types are the ones still miserable even when counting the zeros before the decimal point in their bank account. Not all of them, but you gotta sacrifice, and grind, and step over people to get those dollar bills, and it can leave you lonely at the top. I would assume.
So – Friday. End of a crazy week. So very busy. Wrist made it out still functional. Oh! I almost forgot. I finally stuck to my guns and did a full tear down of the table I had left in the garage. Which allowed me to move my mitre stands orientation, and open up another wide open path through my garage shop. It feels so light and airy in there now! I am rethinking the new chop saw. May stick with my old & trusty 10″ Skil miter saw for a while longer. I am now looking at a mobile work station with full length drawers, and a 52″ work top, to replace my old smaller Craftsman work table. I will cannibalize it to steal the peg board, light, and power strip. But will get rid of everything else. I now need full drawers to be able to properly organize my hand tools, and still be able to do wood working projects. A full tool chest would inhibit that I think. Not that I’m going to rush out to buy the mobile work bench any time soon, but it’s what is on my mind right now. The new fixation. It’s fun to scour the web looking for deals. Though, if I could find a reasonably priced 1.5, or 1.75hp motor bandsaw for my resawing needs I’d swoop in and grab that first. I gotta find a way to process all this Ash without having to run it through my planer 10,000 times. Just a total waste of materials to do it that way. Yeah, so I’m fixating on a mobile work station now. I’m finding it annoying to rummage for tools in over packed drawers. Plus I’d like to get rid of all the plastic injection moulded carrying cases i have accumulated. Organized, flat, and readily accessible in larger, wider, deeper, drawers is my new jam. For how long? No idea! Whee!
I still occasionally think about my children’s book. I didn’t dream it! Still have all of the working files for it. Work is not done being crazy. I have a website reskin project that starts on Monday. I put a few hours in so I don’t have to start from the very beginning. I’m nearly half way in, or a little more than that. A good place to be. Or so it feels. All the best to you out there. Ciao Bella!
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