A step too far, Apart and then together, Resuming the Trash parade, Dinner with Don
I think I mentioned here about my reconsideration about how much I share on social media a week or two ago. I have modified my sharing behavior since then. Part of that change was not even posting links to my blog posts on FB. Over the weekend I reversed that decision. Since the blog is private, posting the links to FB isn’t a huge deal, plus I had a few readers reach out to me about how seeing the links there was a reminder for them to check it out. In addition I gave even more thought to the big picture and how my people pleasing could be connected to some of those changes. So I decided to please myself, instead.
Friday after work I once again got the weeding done which feels more and more weird the closer I get to selling my house. I could not touch another weed or mow another blade of grass from now until the sale is finalized and it would not impact anything, except my sense of responsibility. I feel responsible for keeping the house and yard in order until the property changes hands. That being said, I am sure my weeding is a little less thorough than it would typically be.
I spent a lot of time digging into the V13 again over the weekend. When I put it back together the first time I noticed some odd behavior, like the power button acting inconsistently as well as one of the struts not being able to be secured in place up top. I discovered that during reassembly I somehow pinched a wire harness that goes to the display and power button, damaging it. I got the power working consistently but now whenever the wheel is turned on the headlight is turned on as well, you can not turn it off. I was frustrated.
I also figured out what was going on with the one strut after having it pop out of place and make a horrible noise during a ride later. I spent a bunch of hours on this wheel trying to diagnose, dis and reassemble it the last few days. Although it frustrated me greatly at times I also now have a very good understanding of how to and not to take it apart and put it together. This attitude is something that has served me well as an adult. A willingness to fail exposes you to opportunities to learn.
I felt confident enough in the wheel to do speed runs on it over the weekend, setting another new personal speed record of approximately 46MPH. If I tweaked a couple things I could likely have hit 50. I also took the wheel out at night to show off the amazing headlight the V13 has. It lights up the roadway almost to car-like levels.
On Friday I got some awful news that my buddy Don had to put down his dog Lucky. I have had Lucky out at the house a number of times over the years and I had gone to see him several times over the last few weeks once I heard he was sick. Even with this knowledge, word of his passing hit me hard. Don and I went out to dinner Saturday night. He was deeply impacted, of course. Lucky was a cornerstone of his life, especially since he retired last year. There were surges of emotion as we talked about Lucky and the way a dog can become a family member. The loss is great and lasting. I was glad I got to share some time with Don.
This weekend I resumed Operation Toss It Out. I targeted both storage sheds and the pegboard on the garage. I took many wheelbarrow loads and later yard cart loads of stuff to the curb. I was pretty ruthless in what went. I even took all of my old exterior Christmas decorations AND the tree to the curb. I have no sheds at the new place, although maybe I could eventually add a small one. With that being the case, unless I want my garage to be a pig sty at the new house, the stuff simply needs to go.
I went around the house and made a list of every piece of furniture that still remains. I included the measurements of each piece as again, with a third less space in the new place I need to be smart about what will and will not fit. I eventually see myself getting a lot of new furniture so I don’t want to waste time moving stuff I dont require. It’s going to be a tight rope to walk for sure but I would rather have too little than too much at this point.