Work, Work, Work . . .
Jan woke up really under the weather this morning feeling queasy and nauseous. Don’t know if she’s got some sort of bug or what.
I guess we’ll see.
In the meantime I got back on my chore list.
My first project was to finish my exterior satellite TV hookup. Before we got the Direct TV DVR we fed our satellite dish’s signal in through the park CATV input back in the electrical bay. But when we got the DVR it required two input lines, so for a while I was running the 2nd line in through the driver’s window.
So after checking with American Coach to be sure I wasn’t drilling through anything vital, I drilled two holes in floor between my driver’s chair and the window. The holes come out through the top of the storage bay right below me and the satellite antenna cables now connect into the bay.
The cables here connect with the satellite receiver overhead. And when we travel I will just unscrew the cables and store them away.
I haven’t screwed the plate down yet since the new laminate flooring will eventually go there.
Next I started working on getting the last of the carpet out from under the steering wheel. Man this stuff is thick and tough to cut. Makes me wish they’d put cheaper carpet in our coach.
When my knees couldn’t take it any more, I moved to my next project: redoing the caulking around the base of the shower where it connects with the walls. But first I wanted to be sure I had the joints completely free of any mildew. So I spent some time spraying it with a diluted bleach solution and then brushing and rinsing it. I’ll probably be able to caulk it tomorrow.
Then it was own to the arms on Jan’s chair. The foam rubber padding has come unglued and twisted around inside the cover. So I removed the arm from the chair, removed the cover, and spent some time regluing the foam to the wood frame. When it’s all dry, I’ll put it back together and do the other one.
Tomorrow I’m going to install a new dash radio/CD player. I’ve never really liked the one that was in the rig when we bought it, which apparently was a replacement anyway.
Jan was still feeling pretty crappy when she went to bed. Hopefully she’ll be better tomorrow.
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Thought for the Day:
It takes 43 muscles to frown and 17 to smile,
but only 3 for proper trigger squeeze.
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