I’m starting to realize why normal people don’t write blogs. Normal is boring. There’s nothing to write about. You get up, work, eat lunch, work, eat dinner, watch TV, and go to bed. Over and over and over again. Until you die. If you’re lucky, you might get to retire and enjoy a few years of actual living before that happens.
This is normal!? Who decided that this is okay? Why are you all going along with it? This is not okay!
So I’ve been working like a fiend, and it’s pretty much sucked the life out of me. At least, it feels like I’ve been working like a fiend. Apparently working 40 hours a week is completely normal and tolerable to the rest of the world (er, America. Europe, at least, is on my side). To me, it’s torture. I love my job, but Jesus, 40 hours a week of anything will make me miserable. Even if it’s puppies and ice cream.
Oh God, especially puppies and ice cream. If you’ve ever raised a puppy you know what I’m talking about.
Mom’s living room is very much filled with van paraphernalia, and I’m hoping that by some time next week at least some of it will be housed in its permanent home—Gypsy. It’s hard to believe at this point, but despite the fact that I’ve barely even starting building, there’s actually very little left to buy. I’m a fan of being prepared, and the living room is proof.
It looks like two more solid days of pixel pushing before I can jump back into the van stuff. In the meantime, I’ve been gathering odds and ends on my breaks. Today’s visit to The Home Depot revealed that the East Bay, despite its growing population of drug addicts and wannabe gangsters, still has its small town charm. Not one, but two Home Depot employees (unheard of in Los Angeles) spent quite a lot of time helping me jury rig a ball valve to a thru hull fitting for the grey water tank. After 45 minutes we were all so happy to figure out a solution that they hugged me before we all parted ways. They hugged me! Where else can you get that kind of camaraderie? Nowhere, only at The Home Depot in Hercules, CA.
Of course I had to tinker with my new toys as soon as I got home. I pulled out all the parts and looked at them again, as if I hadn’t been staring at them for the better part of an hour at the store already. The plan was to attach the clear tubing to the barbs on the thru hull fitting, then attach the black adapter to the clear hose, and finally attach the ball valve to the black adapter.
It’s an okay solution, and it does work, but … it looked to me like the ball valve could attach directly to the upper part of the thru hull fitting. My new Home Depot friends told me it wouldn’t work because the threads didn’t match, and water would leak out. I had to try it anyway.
Ha! It’s not a perfect fit, but there are no leaks, and I think it’ll work just fine! Since the grey water tank will be mounted underneath the van, if the valve eventually does leak—heck, even if it totally fell off—it wouldn’t be end of the world. I’ll have to hack off the little section with the barbs, but that’s no problem. Hacks, thinking outside the box, and going against the grain are exactly what this project is all about.