A day not at the day-job, but still at work.
Rise at 7:00, morning practices, then outside to water the gardens. Spend about 20 minutes getting things set up, then in to shower. Once showered and dressed, I move the sprinklers around to different parts of the garden and head to DMV.
At DMV, I head to the testing department. It is crowded here with all of the teens in to do their driving tests. All in all, it takes about an hour for me to go in, fill out the paperwork, wait, take the motorcycle test, wait, talk to the person verifying the paperwork and the test, wait, bring my paperwork to the photo guy, wait, take my picture, wait, get my new license.
Back home and move the sprinklers again and head out to grab some breakfast. Out to the Cosmic Omelette for a breakfast burger. Chat with one of the regulars about concerts (he's going to Roger Waters tonight), Harry Potter and the golden age of Science Fiction (Robert Heinlein, in particular). Back home and enter into a silent debate about going to Foxwoods to play some live poker. Opt for a quick on-line game, then change and start working on the shed.
Spend the afternoon building a new 8' shelf in the shed, including cutouts for the framing, a round-over on the edge of the shelf, and shelf supports with angle cuts. Also build folding arms to hold the various spikes and tomato poles. I made these with a bridle joint with certain edges rounded to allow the parts to rotate around a central pin. Unfortunately, I made the joints too loose and had to add an extra pin to stop the rotation. The curves were pretty sloppy as well - I could really use a bandsaw for these types of things. Finally, I put a fake outlet on the wall so I could store the extension cord splitters, rather than putting them in a pot.
Found myself being grumpy again later in the afternoon. I think I know why this is, but it is still difficult to articulate in a way that isn't hurtful.
Lisa naps while I play a few more rounds of poker on-line. After this, out to the movies, then home and to bed. Transformers kick ass.
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