So another
So another day of being kept busy by loads of things.
Post office runs, hour long phone calls with friends about how quiet the job market is in our industry. Listing more stuff on Marketplace and responding to dumbass questions.
So I really only got going after lunch sometime.
First job was clearing and cleaning the floor in the other part of the garage. That part nobody sees. The 5’ Drill press table and surrounding floor took quite some time as the garage vacuum hose (retired 20 years ago from household tasks) kept getting blocked at various junctions by the challenge of swarf and junk going up it.
Next job was to start cleaning shelves on more of my storage.
I have brand new truck parts, bought and collected from LMC in Kansas City, Oklahoma City and other places across the USA that are still as I had unpacked them from my baggage in 2015
Some of the biodegradable plastic bags had completely decomposed leaving piles of parts that needed vacuum cleaning. Sorting them at the same time.
This all takes time.
But I have found a lot of treasures.
I never completed the unpacking and mental inventory but it feels good, seeing stuff that will be drawn into service as the C10 restoration starts to take off again.
I am not sure which set of badges I will be using in this build.
Being a 1966 C10, Custom Cab V8 there are obviously the original versions but this is no true 100 point restoration, rather an aesthetically pleasing (TO ME, FOR MY PLEASURE ) rebuild with custom touches that appeal to me.
As always, all input, comments, advice, donations, parts, cash, drugs, help, visits to Grizz’s Garage where Grizz’s Sh17s happens are welcome and encouraged. It gets lonely down there.
Speaking of lonely……
Sally had eventually capitulated and bought herself the largest twin port Air Frier ( I still have no clue how they actually work) So she offered to do marinated chicken skewers/kebabs for us and brought them over with Pita Pockets. A bit like Meals on Wheels. Food was good and she left by 18.45 which saw me headed down to the garage again.
Having been indoors for a bit, I didn’t enjoy the cold of the garage and decided not to carry on with cleaning up.
Rather to reward myself with some “Hobby Time”
So I went to the wood store and found a 800mm length of oak.
Brought it back in and got going making another name plate or board for my shop. I had collected the parts a few years ago. Lack of mojo precluded completion. Now it felt good.
Small rewards.
Just to clarify for all the wordsmiths, linguists and spelling police out there……
The name encompasses the good, bad and ugly that happens or is part of my shop.
So Dennis always brings and collects for me, license plates at his bodyshop.
Once I got to a critical mass of Missouri State plates I could go at them with tin snips and cut out letters and numbers that gave me what I needed.
I had also rediscovered some the aluminium castings from Andy near Terlton in Oklahoma, one of my favourite places to visit on road trips. They have been mounted on the archway down the drive, outside the shop.
While doing the layout I really wanted to incorporate one of my favourite brands. And a small road trip memento.
Assembly was pretty quick with one screw up ( in my mind at least, can you see it in the final product?) and I still need to decide where and how to mount it.
Hanging from a chain, rope, propped up or screwed down.
Not yet sure.
By 19.45 it was completed and I looked around, satisfied that there was actually progress again.
TOUCH SOMETHING. MOVE SOMETHING. DO SOMETHING. ITS ALL PROGRESS.
RESULT
In the end I decided not to use this piece, from Andy’s foundry yet.
Today I will look for an appropriate place for it.
Possibly on the Chevy Tailgate bench up at the house, on the deck, where friends often congregate for a BBQ in summer.
Or possibly on the wooden arch to the shop area.
This is starting to feel like progress and success to me.
Like the MoJo is coming back bit by bit.
Long may it continue.
Life is good.