Well I have now been out of work 7 weeks today. Luckily I am not living life by most Americans, beyond my means. I had a little nest egg set aside so I am able to live with less worries until that "right" opportunity comes along. I am not sitting on my ass. I have a routine. I get up, look at the minuscule offerings for jobs out there and send out resumes with not much hope at the end of this year. Maybe things will turn around after the first of the year?
Well since I have time on my hands, I get to be my creative self and bust ass on my '31 Model A. I figure I have cut the build time actually in half since I could only work on it in evenings and weekends back when I had a real job. I am content. I am creating, and really living life without spending money since I had 98% of all the parts to finish up the "War Machine". Now it is just applying the time and labor and that is what I have plenty of now. I have never felt so free and happy. Odd since this I thought would be the most stressful part of my life, getting fired. Well I sit and thought, in the last 21 years the most I have ever been home as a traveling salesman was 1 week at any given year. That week rarely was just enjoying life and doing what I wanted each day and evening. It usually was a structured vacation or list of tasks to do at the homestead that I could never get finished due to my traveling career lifestyle.
Well now being home every evening for 49 days and nights, I truly feel free. I can get my chores on my house done and I can go create my dream car that has been a vision the last 5 1/2 yrs. Life should be stressful right now, but instead it is quite opposite, it is the best 2 months I have had in a long, long time.
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Made my own dash using SS and a gauge cluster from a '33 Plymouth. |
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Installed Hudson tail lights and mocking up the '32 gas tank and rear horns. |
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Stance is looking just as I wanted. |
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The War Machine getting her new skeleton and heart transplant in her body. |
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Recessed/Flipped firewall and tuning gauges installed. Also installed a '40 Ford cowl vent that took way to long to make it work properly. |
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Seeing the vision come to fruition. |