I ate breakfast in the van this morning, just called cereal, and then I hopped on the tractor and got going again moving road base from the road base pile to the upper parking lot pad.
Back and forth and back and forth and back and forth.
🙃
Once again, I ate some sandwiches for lunch while driving the tractor. By lunch time, it was less back and forth and back and forth and more round and round and round because I was done moving the road base from where It was to where it needed to be, and I needed to smooth it all out and try and make it as flat as possible.
So round and round and round I went, and side to side to side. Sometimes I did pizza slice drags from the outside to the inside. Sometimes I just went round and round and round.
Most of the time that I was working, I was listening to the book of Mormon, which I haven’t had anything to do with pretty much at all for… Honestly, I don’t know, but probably a year and a half or longer?
It was good to listen to again.
I also spent a good amount of time on the hand rake trying to smooth places out.
By the time I got “finished,” I was pretty embarrassed by the results. I could spend a lot more time on it, but I think they’re probably more important things to work on right now than getting it to the point that I would actually feel good about it.
It’s certainly a hit to my pride to have my name on it, so to speak, but that’s probably a good thing for me. I need as many hits to my pride as I can possibly get. 🙃
What I wouldn’t give to actually be really humble.
But I’m working on it.
Heather and Hans said the parking pad looked great and said they were grateful, so that was nice of them. They can finish smoothing it out when they have time.
Been thinking about a couple of friends of mine who have been going through really tough times. I wish there were more that I could do.
I’ve been thinking about what I might be able to do… I have some ideas. I just want them to be happy and to have whatever is going to be best for them and their growth and progress.
I’ve been trying to figure out what that might be. I’m pondering on it. I’ll write about that another day.
I spent some time working on the heater issues with my van, learning that it wasn’t just the blower motor resistor. I probably mentioned that the other day.
I pulled the blower motor out of the back of the van because I expected that since it wasn’t the resistor, probably was going to be the blower motor, but before installing it come I decided to actually start doing some electrical testing. I had known the resistor was going bad, so it made sense to replace that, but apparently the issue that actually caused the blower motor to stop working completely was a bad ignition switch.
There wasn’t enough voltage getting to the blower motor, and when I traced it all back, power was getting into the ignition switch, but it wasn’t getting back out like it was supposed to. Sometimes there would be a little bit of power, and sometimes there wouldn’t be anything, I think.
When I remove the ignition switch, I noticed that the terminals in the connector were clearly overheated, the plastic having yellowed and browned at the connection point, so it looks like the ignition switch has gone bad and will need to be replaced.
I also noticed that there is a fairly significant loss of voltage between the fuse box and the ignition switch. The main wire that brings power into the ignition switch loses about 3/4 of a volt, which, isn’t good. 😅
That’s not keeping it from starting for the moment, but it certainly not good at all.
I spent some time working on getting my health bills submitted. Gathering information and whatnot to make sure I had all the details I needed to get it properly taken care of. I’ll chat with the people a bit more tomorrow to get it figured out completely.
My mom hasn’t been feeling well the last couple days, and even though she was feeling poorly, she made me dinner.
My mom is awesome. 😊
Let’s see, what else…
My poison cashew adventure has moved from the cracked corner of the mouth, leather inside of the mouth, and itchy poo hole to cracked corner of the mouth, maybe lightly leathered inside of mouth if anything there, to IBPH.
(itchy, bloody, poo hole) 🙃
Sorry, very little filter. 😅
There will be a new stage of poison cashew development tomorrow. Aren’t you excited to hear about it? 😁
Another news, I reached a little mini milestone in my efforts to overcome my porn addiction, so that’s nice. It’s nice to be reaching milestones, however small they might be, instead of reporting relapses.
Not that I have been, I guess. I guess I haven’t really talked about it at all for a while, but I’ve been doing really really well ever since I made the decision to go back to church and to give God a chance again, so to speak.
Could be a coincidence. It doesn’t feel like one. I feel, I think, more like I’ve been given a reprieve than that I’ve actually increased in strength, and I think that’s part of why I feel like it’s not a coincidence.
I don’t know, though. I guess we’ll see.
Chatted with the family here for a while after dinner, and then I cleaned out the van for a bit. I spent some time catching up on journal posts, getting almost completely caught up, but not completely.
Loves to you.
Lift the world.
~ stephen
Lift the World 