I spent more of Sunday flat on my back, underneath the desk, reaching up into the air than I would like to admit. A guy my size is not designed to contort into the shapes I was trying to occupy. Grrrrrrr. But I got part of my objective accomplished: The table /desk extension for my graphics table is in place.
If there is one thing about full time RV’ing that I will admit is a drawback, that one thing is the lack of adequate tools. I had all the tools I needed before downsizing, but since doing so I have seemed as if I have been in a perpetual state of needing some hand or power tool. That has been perception not reality, but perceptions are powerful things.
However, I do believe I burnt out a rechargeable drill yesterday. Not one I purchased — the DISH installer left his behind when he installed our DISH in Florence and never came back to get it. I know the battery is charged but the spindle doesn’t turn any more. I have another rechargeable drill that I own — which didn’t have enough battery power to complete the job after just being taken off the charger. I swear, when it comes to projects I’m a wreck.
None of which is complaining…. I’m happy to have my larger desk space. And if I’m unhappy being the size I am, or as cumbersome as I am I can always do something about it – like lose a little weight which would be good for me too.
Monday is filled with appointments.
Tuesday the car is being worked on.
And the next two weeks we have Monday and Wednesday appointments each week, so even though we might choose to get out of time for a couple short trips we may be stuck in town.
I bet you can tell I’ve been thinking a lot about Bosque lately. A lone Sandhill Crane; I’m wanting to get out there and be at one with him. The trip to Horicon got my travel juices flowing; but more importantly the yearning to be out in the fresh air and away from the sounds of the city. I’m ready to be out of the city sooner than it’s going to happen.
On the incomplete projects list I have yet to mount those backup drives. I swear I can be such a little wimp when it comes to some decisions. I keep hoping that by setting them into one position or another that I’ll find a place where they seem to belong. I’ve tried half a dozen spots — all within reach of a 3 foot ethernet cable — and nothing has been quite right: on the table, on the bench, on the wall, on another wall, vertically, horizontally, The problem, of course, is the compactness of the coach. And, the fact that much of the coach is made from some version of particleboard and the visible surface often doesn’t exist as anything other than a vinyl veneer which can peel (delaminate) if exposed to excessive pull. Let’s not forget, while we are at it, that I’m left handed and I do everything backwards — so what might seem a natural location to a righty might be very much the wrong place for us lefties.
There are several places where my brain has thought they would fit nicely — and then it turns out that the space is an inch or two too small. It’s all an annoying bother. My old desk at home was 42” by 84” and I had more than enough ‘real estate’ to fit whatever I wanted. If I gave up computing I’d be just fine. 🙂 (not likely to happen though).
One of these days I’ll be sitting there and suddenly the perfect place will appear! I know it. That’s what usually happens. I need to marinade on it for a while.
My favorite reads in college were anything by Edward T Hall. The whole realm of cultural sociology just synced with the way I thought. And among the thoughts that sunk in and still haunts me today is the way that the language of the SW Native Americans he worked among there was no word for future time. Things happened when they happened and there was no concept of ‘planning’ a meeting. That often seems to be the way my brain functions. I’ll think about something off and on again for days or weeks and suddenly there’s a solution. I may not appear to be doing anything during that time — but when it happens it happens and that’s all that matters.
Thanks for stopping by, and I’ll talk with you tomorrow.