CAUTION! LONG vent session:
I got the transmission tunnel in. I haven't really touched this thing in weeks. I had to move it back up to my fathers house. A car got stolen out of the shop as well as some other things. But the stolen car was the last straw. The Jeep had to go.
I am running into a hellish nightmare right now. When I was building the frame and suspension I didn't account for the space needed to mount the alternator. I also decided to run a short water pump on my engine which severely limits my bracket options.
I've been scouring the internet for hours today at my parents house and running back and forth from the house to the garage seeing if I can some up with SOMETHING that will work with my set up.
I might be cutting and welding some more if I can't find something that will work. I may end up have to modify existing brackets, but the big problem is the shock towers and support cross member that I welded in right above the water pump pulley
I thought I was so cool when I started this project a few years ago. however im getting ready to move again in less than a year for my next duty station and i need this thing capable of moving. But im at my whits f-ing end.
I've been riding my new motorcycle everywhere. I dropped it twice in less than a week and I lost it. Stood outside my MIL house screaming at the top of my lungs for 5 minutes. Both accidents could have been avoided. I've just been trying to avoid this Jeep because it stresses me out. So much left to do, more $$$ to spend, more time to spend and I can come home to this everyday.
Working until 2100 at the shop everynight is starting to take its tole. I'm tired, very tired. I moved into a 350 sq/ft studio three months ago and I have no space. My bed is 4ft away from my stove. My wife moved 2 hours away like last August and naturally I have to drive up every weekend to see her.
I took this semester off because I can't f-ing balance everything right meow. I broke down late last year and told someone I trust I wanted to come home and put a *** in my mouth. Telling him ended up being the best thing I could have done.
I got another dose of reality this week when I learned of the Sri Lanka easter attacks. I stayed at the Cinnamon hotel back in 2016 that they bombed. I remembered all those people i've seen in 3rd world countries that were so much less fortunate than me. But here I am bitching about how I have so much money I have to spend. When there cant even make enough money to feed themselves.
I remembered those refugees we stopped in the ocean between Somalia and Yemen fleeing because people were getting hacked up with machetes. Little did they know we had just bombed and leveled the city they were heading to. No cell phone bill, no rent, nothing. All they cared about was surviving.
I just need to get this Jeep painted and good enough to drive. In all honesty I feel better having it back at my folks place. It's nice to kick it with my family all day and get out of my small apt. Plus i don't have to be stressed about having it at the shop and now its back indoors. So thanks to my mom for letting me bring it back, because she runs the house.
Anyway im done venting. Hopefully I'll have more tech soon lol