So now what do I do

Been a few days since my last update. Had a birthday. I'm old. I forget.

The thing is, I'm driving to work this morning and I pass the garage door on my way out and start thinking "OK, what's next and what's on tap for this weekend and work progress can I make". All that pre-planning that's still not really 'planning' in the truest sense of the term. That's for normal people to do. Still, I try to have a somewhat plan of attack for this lunacy.

Trouble is, I can't really get one together. I'm getting to where there are still lots of small things to do and take care of, but the larger ones are sitting idle (no pun intended- oh wait, I think I did intend that one). And with the bike sorta looking like it is a motorcycle again and has two wheels and attitude, it feels like I just want to climb on and go to Payson for lunch.

And I do.

So now I'm fighting against several demons. The temptation to finish and ride this thing is getting harder to resist, but the Dark Prince of Paper, that evil demon of the checkbook refuses to stand aside and let me pass. So, there's some big items on the list now with equally big dollar signs next to them. And considering I've probably already invested more so far than the bike itself cost, it's probably better that I rethink a couple things and look for some alternatives routes to getting there.

Not unlike what a person does while actually on a running motorcycle out on a country road somewhere with nowhere to be.

See? I did it again.

One thing that's cool about having jumped into the deep end with some of these things that I had no clue about what I was doing- I figured out that while there are serious things to have right and work properly, there's a simplicity to it for the most part. This part does that, pushes/pulls/clamps/etc onto this other part which in turn does this or that. It's not a car with A/C or a stereo or a phone charger and a heated seat. It goes and it stops, and everything is there for that purpose and nothing that isn't.

Except for that pesky wiring harness. That had some redundancy issues.

Probably like my writing style does...

So maybe that's the plan. And maybe I'll borrow a couple sheets from one of those big easel things we probably have around the office, and actually write them down on the garage wall. Maybe that's what this next step needs; map out the steps a bit more. Specifics. Put one foot in front of the other.

And yes, I'm gonna be humming that tune for the rest of the day now.

You're welcome.