Timing is everything. :)

So yesterday, amid my troubles, a paying gig landed in my lap. GC Guy told me just a few days ago that we wouldn’t be making any more arsenic caps for at least a month. This both pleased me, because it’s the most tedious job in all Christendom, and also bummed me a bit because it’s a fairly easy $150.

Then yesterday he said April Fool, they’re completely out of arsenic caps and screaming for more, and could I start on some that very day?

For the record, the point of arsenic caps is to turn the cap of a squeeze bottle into a gadget for exposing test strips to very precisely-measured amounts of water. It takes twelve hours to convert 300 of these…Into 300 of these.🙂 Sounds stupid, doesn’t it? But there are between ten and twelve – depending on how you count it – individual modifications in each cap. Each is done by hand, and together they comprise a soul-deadeningly tedious chore. I generally break it into two six-hour days, which is as long as I like to leave the boys alone in the cabin anyway. I said I’d start today, and I did.

What’s that got to do with timing? Well…H, who lives nearby, has a big diesel pickup which chose this week to go on the fritz. And so she had an appointment to get some work done on her turbocharger this very morning. Your Uncle Joel, coincidentally, needed somebody to offer their cargo-style vehicle to take the Jeep’s tire to the shop for repairs beyond what I can do with a plug kit in the yard. Serendipity!

So now the tire is fixed and remounted, and I’m back on wheels. Which is good, because even with the new prosthetic parts walking that round trip hurts.