During the work week I was stressed about this past weekend. My little cabin project is developing into a big logistical challenge. I have a lot of material to get into place and the challenge is getting it in place prior to the weekend it is scheduled to be installed. I need to be able to show up on any given Saturday and get straight to work, I don't want to loose one half of the day moving in material. The latter approach means I stay late on Sunday and drag my sorry ass around on Monday morning; I don't plan on doing that.
So load #1 consisting of 4" x 6" beams and sub floor material was ready to go and loaded on sweatback, our 1997 F-450 beater flat bed. I failed to meet my wife's requirement of no solo work trips but promised a safe approach to the tasks at hand. Which does not necessarily soothe her concerns. I beat my guys in on Sunday, Sweaty rolled away from the shop at 4:30 am, straight to the fuel station so I could windex the damn windshield...is vision overrated? I think not.
Using the forks of our bobcat loader I divided the overhead load into three lifts and picked each off the top rack with no issue. The rest of the day was quickly consumed by a broken bobcat people mover thing and a broken generator. Both received mechanical attention and are on the mend, sort of....
Shortly before 2 pm I finished painting the hand rails for the front porch and jumped in a cold shower, it was 104 degrees out. I was certainly reminded of why we call the truck Sweatback on the 3 hour drive home.
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