What Was I Doing Last Week?

Before I begin detailing what I am working on this weekend, I thought I’d take a bit to talk about what its like coming back from a week on the road.  I get my coffee and enter the garage.

The light are off and nothing really seems familiar.  I need to find my camera.  I start searching the garage, then my office, then my bedroom, then the kitchen.  I cannot seem to find the camera anywhere.  Eventually I find it buried under junk on my workbench.

Now that I’ve retried it, I can start figuring out where I left off.  I take stock of the scene and try to figure things out based on what I see.

Plane looks like I remember it.

Usual mess on the workbench

Nothing on the table to remind me

Looking closer I realize that last week Michelle came out to the garage and told me that in 10-minutes we were leaving to meet some friends for dinner.  I find evidence of that.  I am usually pretty neat and try to throw stuff away.

Paint rag

Remnants of some label

Trash

Not sure what was in this cup

I even find parts laying around in places I don’t normally put parts.

I honestly dont remember putting these here.

After searching around I find something that catches my eye.  A gusset that I suddenly remember was the last thing I did before knocking off last week.

Oh yeah!

Once I see the gusset it dawns on me what I was doing and what comes next.