I'm supposed to be putting together a little 1/48 plastic model of the J3 Piper Cub that my dad had back in the 50's. They don't even make the J3 model in hobby kits anymore (they're all Super Cubs for some dumb reason) but I was lucky enough to find an old unopened J3 kit on ebay that somebody must've tossed in their garage & forgot about for the last 30yrs. I was super excited about this. I planned to customize the paint & the N-number & give it to my dear old dad for Christmas. I've spent days daydreaming about him carelessly opening the box expecting another pair of boring sweatpants, only to be rendered speechless & on the verge of genuine emotion as he see's a tiny, custom detailed version of the beloved plane that he sold so that he could buy my mother a wedding ring. My dad is hard to shop for (hence all the sweatpants) & I've fantasized that this would be the gift to end all gifts... The gift so unique that it would trump 80+yrs of previous gifts. I even went as far in my delusions of imagining all of the grandkids & great-grandkids gathering around oohing & ahhing over an exact 1/48 scale replica of "Grandpas Legendary Plane."
(*Note; Its VERY uncharacteristic of me to give myself so much credit, especially for something I might not even be able to do.)
I think I've got so lost in The Dream that I've totally paralyzed the process. I've now got less than 1-1/2 weeks to finish this thing & get it shipped off & I haven't even started.
"Its a great idea" they said.
"It'll be fun" they said.
"It'll be easy... An 8yr old could do it." they said.
Yet, here I sit, rambling randomly on BYC and cleaning the microwave and picking up the chicken poop and sorting the garage ... ANYTHING but snapping out, painting & gluing those tiny little intimidating pieces of plastic...
So, what are you supposed to be doing today that you aren't & what insignificant tasks have you created to put it off?
(*Note; Its VERY uncharacteristic of me to give myself so much credit, especially for something I might not even be able to do.)
I think I've got so lost in The Dream that I've totally paralyzed the process. I've now got less than 1-1/2 weeks to finish this thing & get it shipped off & I haven't even started.
"Its a great idea" they said.
"It'll be fun" they said.
"It'll be easy... An 8yr old could do it." they said.
Yet, here I sit, rambling randomly on BYC and cleaning the microwave and picking up the chicken poop and sorting the garage ... ANYTHING but snapping out, painting & gluing those tiny little intimidating pieces of plastic...
So, what are you supposed to be doing today that you aren't & what insignificant tasks have you created to put it off?
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