If it's not one thing
Aug. 16th, 2023 08:45 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
offcntr...it's six or eight.
I was running low on clay last week, four boxes (200 lbs) left. So the first thing I did was run my recycle through the pug mill. I had a bunch backed up, so wound up with about 350 lbs of reclaimed clay, probably enough to get me through this firing cycle. I know from past experience, though, that if I wait until September to order clay, I'll land right in the middle of all the schools and colleges getting their fall semester supplies. Last year, I had to wait two or three weeks, and was down to literally my last 5 lbs when the order came. So I went ahead and called Clay Art Center.
Naturally, when I'm not in a hurry, they have everything I need ready to go. The freight company picked up my pallet yesterday, delivered it 11:30 this morning.
I get a ton of clay at a time, so when they drop the pallet on my driveway, I break it down into manageable loads, 5 boxes at a time, and roll them up the ramp into my studio. This time, first load, my hand truck failed going over the door jamb. Both wheels split.
They're lawn mower wheels. When they wear down, they can't handle the weight and come apart. I normally get replacements from Coastal Farm and Home, but Denise had the car at a doctor's appointment and I couldn't use the van, because, ton of clay blocking the driveway.
Fortunately, a call to BiMart confirmed that they had 8-inch, steel hub lawnmower wheels, and they're a manageable bike ride away.
Unless you get a flat tire coming down River Road.
I managed to limp into the Chevron station at the corner next to BiMart, and their air pump now takes debit cards. Got it to work on the third try, super high-pressure inflated the tire almost instantly. Hoping it would hold me 'til I got home, I finished my ride to BiMart, bought two hand-truck wheels and a bike inner tube, and managed to get home about half past 12. Took a lunch break, replaced the wheels, and opened the studio at the exact moment the sun finally burned through the smoky haze, and the temp jumped to 100°.
I couldn't leave the clay out in the sun; it'd bake. So instead, I baked, hauling it into the studio, eight trips, at which point, I was melting.
Cold shower. Flop on bed. Going down the dentist for teeth cleaning at 4 was a luxury, reclining in the chair in an air conditioned office. I very nearly fell asleep.
I was running low on clay last week, four boxes (200 lbs) left. So the first thing I did was run my recycle through the pug mill. I had a bunch backed up, so wound up with about 350 lbs of reclaimed clay, probably enough to get me through this firing cycle. I know from past experience, though, that if I wait until September to order clay, I'll land right in the middle of all the schools and colleges getting their fall semester supplies. Last year, I had to wait two or three weeks, and was down to literally my last 5 lbs when the order came. So I went ahead and called Clay Art Center.
Naturally, when I'm not in a hurry, they have everything I need ready to go. The freight company picked up my pallet yesterday, delivered it 11:30 this morning.
I get a ton of clay at a time, so when they drop the pallet on my driveway, I break it down into manageable loads, 5 boxes at a time, and roll them up the ramp into my studio. This time, first load, my hand truck failed going over the door jamb. Both wheels split.
They're lawn mower wheels. When they wear down, they can't handle the weight and come apart. I normally get replacements from Coastal Farm and Home, but Denise had the car at a doctor's appointment and I couldn't use the van, because, ton of clay blocking the driveway.
Fortunately, a call to BiMart confirmed that they had 8-inch, steel hub lawnmower wheels, and they're a manageable bike ride away.
Unless you get a flat tire coming down River Road.
I managed to limp into the Chevron station at the corner next to BiMart, and their air pump now takes debit cards. Got it to work on the third try, super high-pressure inflated the tire almost instantly. Hoping it would hold me 'til I got home, I finished my ride to BiMart, bought two hand-truck wheels and a bike inner tube, and managed to get home about half past 12. Took a lunch break, replaced the wheels, and opened the studio at the exact moment the sun finally burned through the smoky haze, and the temp jumped to 100°.
I couldn't leave the clay out in the sun; it'd bake. So instead, I baked, hauling it into the studio, eight trips, at which point, I was melting.
Cold shower. Flop on bed. Going down the dentist for teeth cleaning at 4 was a luxury, reclining in the chair in an air conditioned office. I very nearly fell asleep.
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Date: 2023-08-17 05:46 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2023-08-17 06:39 am (UTC)I remember when they were coin-op, and you had to go inside and get change. This one wouldn't let me tap, nor swipe, and the screen was tiny and dim, but I finally figured out that it had a chip reader, which worked.
Tire still seems inflated. No idea what went wrong.
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Date: 2023-08-17 06:56 am (UTC)