Still Busy

Who's Idea Was All Of This Stuff Any Way?


The phone call I've been waiting for since the first of the year came yesterday about noon.

I have to have my butt and my computer and my PLC programming skills in Atlanta next Monday morning to finally set up their Bottle monitoring panel I built last fall.

With any luck I'll go straight from Atlanta to the Baltimore suburbs (weather permitting) later next week doing the same thing on the sister panel to Atlanta.

Then if everything works out they want TEN more duplicates of the same thing delivered over the next few months.

My belly button is puckering and un-puckering thinking about the prospect of selling an order that size.

In other news, I tossed up the framing lumber to support the back dividing wall down in the basement running between my shop and Pat's Office...thereby creating a BRAND NEW and improved separate room at the bottom of the stairs separated from the other half of the basement.

It's been previously used as my "shipping and receiving" area, and while it will somewhat still maintain that function  on a part time basis, it will at the same time be converted into an area I'm calling "The Wee Pup Pub".

Maybe on second thought "The Turbo Pup Pub" because of its size--roughly 12 feet by 12 feet square.

Still, there's already a surplus section of angled bar/cabinetry which we got from our neighbor's kitchen renovation and there's room for a regulation dart board and with a little imagination and patience and slow work the space could be a very nice little "hole in the wall" to hang out in in our basement part time while the snow falls outside or the humidity keeps us inside in the summer.

In the past nearly four years we've managed to add almost 500 square feet of finished space to the home by improving the unfinished areas in the basement.  The shop really isn't really considered "living space" but it is heated and cooled and most men owning more than a hammer and a couple of screwdrivers would rather live down there than up in the Living Room I think.

I spend at least 30 hours a week in the space and find it to be quite comfortable with TV and internet service and all of my tools laying around within about 12 feet of my mind when I want to drill a hole or cut something into pieces.

Meanwhile, I have to get mentally prepared to go into two giant plastic bottle production plants next week and come out victorious so I know that you will excuse me if posting is light for a while.

(I reserve the right to explode at any given moment over any given subject I come across in the mean time, but still...)