"Sometimes fate is like a small sandstorm that keeps changing directions. You change direction but the sandstorm chases you. You turn again, but the storm adjusts. Over and over you play this out, like some ominous dance with death just before dawn."..."So all you can do is give in to it, step right inside the storm, closing your eyes and plugging up your ears so the sand doesn't get in, and walk through it, step by step. There's no sun there, no moon, no direction, no sense of time. Just fine white sand swirling up into the sky like pulverized bones. That's the kind of sandstorm you need to imagine." ~Haruki Murakami
Well, we had everything we needed... the DA sander... the air compressor... sand paper discs... and us, all 6 of us at times. My job was to go up to the top and scrape (with a flat head screwdriver... I very quickly requested a scraper from the store though) all of the silicone off, out, and from around the bumper guard and rail... It took forever but, it is done and will never have to be done again, not like that anyway. The air compressor wouldn't hold enough pressure to hardly use the DA. So, we tried to hook it up to the generator thinking maybe the power outlet just didn't have enough umph in it. When that didn't work, they took two air compressors and linked them together and ran them both off the generator... It still wasn't strong enough. So everyone fooled around with scrapers and got a fair amount of the flaky stuff off... We have a good start for the "next" storm. Hopefully I get some alone time in the near future to dabble in the sanding. I know how much of a boring process it is to sand something down and I know how easy it is just to give in and cut corners because you are tired of dealing with it... I think if I can make something amazing happen it might re energize all of us :)
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