It’s not that I’m not getting anything done

Actually it is.  It’s too hot.  Most of my projects require supplies, damn me for shipping ground from New York, or make obnoxious noise.  Or some combination thereof.  I have the computers shredded, but still bed to drill our rivets.  I’m putting together a massive collection of orphan screws and bolts.  I think I’ll still out more holes and user then decoratively like furniture tracks in your favorite red velvet loveseat. By the way, my phone just replaced the word furniture with footsie. Does anyone with a smart phone actually also use the word footsie.