Pocket pool! Great way to pass the time.
Yep, I decided years back to buy tools rather than pay for parts or services that I could do or learn to do. That decision has paid off time after time. Now I can usually take care of just about anything. If only I could get my energy and motivation back.On the other hand, having some money makes you resourceful, if you dont want to pay the prices some companies want to charge for their product.
Simple bracket $39.95.... 20 minutes and some scrap, done and dusted.
That’s the injustice of life. We work and use up all of our energy, when we are able to stop working and finally have time and money, the drive is gone.... if I listed the projects that I have accumulated along the way, you would understand. I still like them, but they just don’t mean as much...damn this recliner! Lol. Of course things didn’t hurt when I was younger, so that’s part of it, but mostly, it’s a energy crisis.When I was working, between what I had available to me at work plus what resources I have at home, I could do just about anything; machining, sheet metal fab, MIG/TIG welding. Now I am retired I have less of those so I have to be more resourceful.
I'm still fighting the fight between energy and motivation. Depending on the day I might have one and not the other. The next day it could be the opposite way. Go figure. The good thing is I have plenty of time so if it's not today it might be tomorrow that is gets done. It's easy to put things off.
Bill
Sounds like my experience with a gun safe... several years back a local sporting good store went under and I got a great deal on 48 gun capacity safes... so I bought three. One for a friend and two for me... being a “I got this” guy, I got them in the garage, lol... they are still there! All I can say is if someone is man enough to carry them out loaded with lead and steel, I’m not arguing with him.It's not just you guys that get to feel the senior moments . . . .
What I used to spend on feminine hygiene products now buys Geritol and vitamins.
My new TCI super streetfighter transmission finally cleared customs and I went to pick it up after work today . . .
How hard can it be I asked myself, it's just a transmission . . .
They put it in my little truck with a fork lift, (no big deal there) and then I got it home, backed up to the front porch entrance, and then the fun began . . .
Musta took me 15, maybe 20 minutes just to cut away all the shrink wrap, and probably close to 30 more to cut away all the cardboard . . . coulda made condos for about 10 homeless folks there was so much plastic wrap and cardboard . . not to mention the poured foam pieces that had to come out.
Finally got it loaded onto my little mover's dolly and brought it into the house and stashed it out of the way until it's needed, I couldn't believe how totally depleted I felt . . just hit the bed and hardly moved for half an hour.
I'm beginning to worry that this project may take considerably longer than I had originally anticipated . . .
After being eaten for lunch by a transmission, I wonder how youthful and spry I'll feel once I pick up my crane and have to assemble it . . .
I got this one: