Sunday - not much in retrospect. Cleaned and organized the front half of the garage (and in the process, made a bigger mess. I did finally hang a couple of small speakers for the front half, connecting them to the receiver in the back half. I’ve been meaning to do that for ages and was tired of moving the box around.
Assembled a Husky wall cabinet that sadly did not fit in the desired location. I thought that I had measured it correctly, but obviously not. This too was another box that I have been moving out of the way for a year… spent some time considering and measuring alternative locations since I now had an assembled cabinet taking up even more space. Hit a few more dead ends and called it a day. Frustrating.
Today started off a bit better, with my focus shifted to the shed (attached to the garage) which tends to get sloppy since it’s out of sight. I wanted to get the drip irrigation supplies and a few other things that were (of course) at the back, so a whole bunch of stuff had to be pulled out to reorganize. On one hand, this consumed most of the day, but a perfect location for hanging the cabinet assembled yesterday became apparent.
Organized the other shelves, moved some hanging brackets and threw a bunch of **** away. Then I pulled a bunch of weeds as a break before putting everything back into the shed in a more organized fashion. Blocked up the rototiller so I could pull off a wheel to replace the tube (broken valve stem).
Usually when I work out in or near the shed I listen to the radio, but the cicadas were so loud, there was little point. We’re in an older neighborhood with mature trees and we have millions of them. When the day gets warmer, they all start singing in unison. I think they’ve all made it out of the ground now, so now they’re flying around looking to mate. Good thing there are so many of them (for survival of the species) because they are incredibly stupid and have poor flying skills. Dozens were flying into the shed, lol. They fly right in to walls, vehicles - anything. The sidewalks are littered with thousands of smushed ones and thousands of the half-eaten ones (birds will typically eat the head and leave the rest). Yeah it’s pretty gross, but fascinating at the same time - Mother Nature doing her thing. In a few weeks, it will be over until they come back out in 17 years. Hopefully I’ll be around for their next performance in 17 years.
Next is remove throttle cables, wiring harness and most of the motor mounts so the engine can be tilted forward to remove the carbs.
