Not Writing
May 17th, 2007 by Me
Oh my. My father has work for me, circit boards. Holy cow. His business is taking off and he doesn’t have time to make them himself. My brother helps out but he’s not able to keep up.
So I told them to mail me out some supplies and I can probably figure it out. I grew up around saudering irons and little boards. My father’s an eletrical engineer. He makes some sort of gadget thing for ships. Big ships. Like the largest in the world. Yeah.
Heck, I need the money. And it’ll be nice to get a break working on something with my hands. I love writing, but anyone can experience burn out if that’s all you do.
So maybe it will be a benefit. In the mean time, I’m busy this weekend. Yes. Again. So surprising, eh?
