Pretty sure I shear more sheep on the internet than I do in real life... - Tactical Ninja
Nov. 22nd, 2013
10:17 am - Pretty sure I shear more sheep on the internet than I do in real life...
So my old handpiece is history. They called me this morning and said that the motor was full of oil and that it was basically fucked and I must have overoiled it.
I find this somewhat difficult to believe since I've used the same oiling pattern for the last four years and it was working fine right up until the moment that it sucked a piece of wool into the vent. Then I took the back off, pulled the wool out and screwed it back on. Either that is extremely coincidental, or they have seen oil inside the barrel and decided that's the problem without looking further. It's also possible that oil has run in there as part of shipping it, since usually it's held with the business end pointing more or less downwards when in use. But that's a stretch too, because it wasn't oiled before I sent it.
Anyway, they wanted $490 to put a new motor in it, and given that the bloody thing only cost me $300 to buy new and it has already given me 4 years' service, I told them to chuck it in a skip. I'll muddle through with the new one which is more powerful but probably not as quality, and see how we go. It only has to last 2 years to work economically, since I only paid $150 for it. But I might have to get a second one so I have a spare.
I'm kind of over shearing season right now. I mean, I love sheep, and shearing them gives me an opportunity to hang out with them regularly, and I like that I'm performing a service for a community. I get a kick out of the novelty of being a shearer and seeing people's faces when they realise a squirt like me can do it.
But.. this weekend I had no sheep booked in. As you know it's our housewarming (hope you've got your bad pants ready) and I was looking forward to having a day to relax and help prepare.
Then on Wednesday, the shit hit the fan. Work decided to send me away overnight on the day I had two clients lined up for next week, the car was booked for the following week, so I had to slot them in on Saturday. Then two more people from up the same road called me and suddenly I had 35 sheep to shear on Party Day.
Then someone else called and I bumped them to the following weekend and I already have someone booked for the weekend after that. Somewhere in there I'm going to have to grind my gear, and I'm painfully aware that Dr Wheel is going to be left without a car and with most of the party prep to do by himself on Saturday.
And with the phone call this morning, it tipped me over into the place where I start asking myself why the hell I do this again.
I know why. I love sheep. I care about their welfare. I like hanging out with sheep people, and I like that I can do the job in a quality way so the sheep don't suffer at the hands of someone who just wants it to be over with as fast as possible. And I like the money.
But I reserve the right to occasionally moan about how big a disruption to my life (and that of people around me) shearing season really is. I'd like a whole weekend with nothing booked, to just fluff around and do stuff for myself and my wee family. I'd like to not have to juggle car bookings and sheep bookings with work bookings and itineraries. I'd like to not have to be constantly aware of the weather and what it's going to do, in the knowledge that if it rains I get a reprieve but it's a fake one because then I'll be doing more juggling and after-work working.
And I know that the more of that stuff that I do right now, the sooner I'll have my life back.
This happens every year. And this year I've been more efficient than usual with my booking in several people in the same area for the same day. But gear failure pisses me off, and I guess the pissed-offness is bleeding into other areas quite readily, and making me feel a bit hoha with the whole thing.
Of course when I'm driving home on Saturday with a friendly gathering to look forward to and a pocket full of cash and the knowledge that another 35 sheep will be OK for the summer, it'll all be fine. Until the next weekend.
On the upside, the sheep posts are popular.. ;-)