Wednesday, December 12, 2007

Another Long, Long Day

After spending another day helping Rob with cases, I got a little reprieve to hang out at church with the kids. We are working very hard on the Christmas program that will be happening this weekend. The youth are involved as our "heavenly choir" and it's been fun for me to have them in Kid's Club for a little bit. I think they're even having a little fun with it!

After our run-through, one of the kids' grandma's provided frosting and sugar cookies to reward all their hard work.

It was a great idea!!

Gloria had a little bit too much fun with it. . .

Straight back to the shop after church to help finish up the cases. These are just a few of the pictures I've taken this week as we've worked on this big order with an important deadline:
These two D.J. cases are huge and no fun to build. There is a lot of painting involved and I'm quickly becoming an expert at it.
One of the hardest parts is finding a space to let the things dry after painting them. We had them spread out over every available nook and cranny. (What's a cranny??)
There is more to these cases than just the construction. They need to be wired up with power and electronic inputs.



The customer decided to buy a couple of top-of-the-line projectors to go with this order so, even though we knew about a week in advance, the projectors didn't actually arrive until Monday. Of course, they needed a case to protect these pricey babies and we couldn't custom build it until the projectors arrived. This added a whole new dimension to getting this order out on time. It's no small thing to foam up a case to protect these. It's times like this when Rob's perfectionism is a really good thing.

The case order was completed and loaded on the customers truck by about 10:30 p.m. and we all breathed a huge sigh of relief. During the constructing of these cases, Rob visited the ER in the middle of the night when a chunk of metal flew into his eye AND he smashed his finger pretty badly when working with a hole saw. Luckily he still has a stash of Vicodin from the toothache he has yet to be seen for. . . when it rains, it pours. . .

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