Wednesday was a real mess, and I mean that in the best way possible. Time flew by at work, and I finally got to relish in those situations I miss at the factory, where the sky is falling, things aren't working, choreographing discussions and rework, etc. etc. A huge downpour came through around 3 and I decided I'd meet a couple Moline folks at a local fab shop at 3:30. Conveniently, alarms and lights sounded for a hazardous gas evacuation leaving a full building of people to wonder if this was just a test, for real, or bumbling security. Now, imagine 3 floors of people, many that have decided this is as fine a time as any to shut their computers off and head home, trying to get through a single turnstile-type door. Why security didn't open the adjacent man door and hit the release so the turnstile would default open, I have no idea. To add insult, security then thought this would be a good time to perform a "bag check" because nothing speeds an evacuation like holding up the line to root through purses and lunchboxes. Several hundred people had turned around by this point and were heading back and word was spreading of a false-alarm, which caused others to peel off the "leaving" line and head back. The hallway was packed wall to wall. Meanwhile, the rain continued to pour. Learned later on it was not a false alarm. Eh.
Thursday, another quick day punctuated by a visit from Don and a viewing of The Junkman with Cam and Ben. An impressive film in the 70's weak-plot and smash-em-up genre. Released in '82. The next morning I slept in until 9 or 10 and generally took a breather; had been a while. Spent the afternoon at the lodge and got quite a lot done, enough to justify taking Ben up on his offer of the PL later that night. Standard fare, different clientele. And oh, the pickled eggs. So good.
The beautiful weather on Saturday was too good to pass up so when Cara got home from work around noon I roped her into doing some heavy lifting. Together we got the canoe up on the Blazer, and with paddles and vests stowed, we were off for Waverly. It was a gorgeous day for a canoe ride down the Cedar but the trip down to the C-57 access may have been a little overzealous. Underway around 2PM, and with little river current, we eventually made it…5 hours later! The sun had practically set as we drove the VW back north to fetch the Blazer, stopping for groceries on the way. Knowing we wouldn't be able to repeat the feat of getting that 18' monstrosity on top of the Chevy, upon return to the lodge we hitched up the trailer and went back for the canoe. Now around 10 we were ready for a shower and a hot meal! A good night for sleeping, if not too chilly.
Sunday, then, taking up the slack. First order of business involved opening the garage doors and cutting/gluing/nailing rubber strips to the lower edges to keep rain out and prevent wicking. Easier said than done as the residential grade rollers are leaving something to be desired. The big question, what to do with all this construction krep? Patched a little water damage in the kitchen, smoothed wall gouges in the bathroom that were to be covered by tile, but not anymore. Took inventory of materials req'd to finish the beltlines. Marked and drilled out the C-channels for the soffit lights to discover the lamp holders have no fasteners with them. Had a lunch of dessicated pizza rolls. Finished the day by getting most of the upper cabinet components cut to size and ready for final assembly Monday. Home for a shower, wine and a viewing of a recent Amazon purchase. Totally wiped.
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