I keep feeling these growing pains. I don't know if I would even go as far as to call them pains. They're mostly just growing sensations. My eyes are opening to new experiences and I'm learning so much in such a short amount of time. I don't really know what to make of it all. I'm just trying to grasp onto something familiar so my mind doesn't spin out of control.
But at the same time, change is my passion, as long as it's good change.
Today I did a lot of work in the warehouse, just doing inventory or setting up for other jobs. The office is kinda slow this week, but that's fine with me. I like the shorter hours and everybody seems a lot less stressed out. I had a killer Gyro for lunch and then I went back to the office to get ready for one quick job at Vanderbilt. I was installing a fan inside of a credenza so that all of the machinery inside would keep cool by air circulation. To get it done I was going to need to cut a 5" diameter circle out in the side panel, but what would I use to cut? Space is limited. I called my dad and we talked about it for a while. I knew he had more woodworking experience than anyone in the office. We were talking about routing or just hole sawing the panel, so I went to Home Depot to look around. Routers were too expensive, so I mingled around looking for the hole saws like I belonged there.
I don't think anyone bought it. I always feel like I don't belong in those places, even when I'm geared up. I walk in to that building and I feel the eyes of experience glaring at me. I look like I'm 12. That doesn't help. It's the only reason why I have facial hair. It lessens the amount of times people card me for being in restaurants that specify a 21 year old cut off point. They do that so people can smoke there which is a new law that isn't going so well in the South.
I found a five inch hole saw though and I bought it along with the attachment piece. It cost $50 total! Good thing the company bought it. I don't have money for that kind of stuff.
So when I got there I got to work pretty fast. I didn't expect it to take long. I just needed to clear, cut, screw, plug, clean, and leave. So I went about cutting. Cutting was hard because I was using a high powered cord drill. The hole saw would just grab onto the wood and try to fling me across the room, so my wrist might be soar tomorrow. But I got it all cut and it installed with ease (that doesn't happen often). Cleaning was fun because there was no filter in the shop vac I used. That means that when I suck in dirt, it flies around inside really fast, and then it gets spit back out. I had to be very careful as to empty it out frequently into the trash so that it wouldn't make more of a mess than when I started.
So I finished at four and here I am. It's five. I've just been home taking it easy. I might finish my gyro for dinner, have a few beers. Maybe I'll take a nap. That would be nice. Seems like I always close out this journal with mentionings of desired rest. Peace and love.
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