G3750 wrote:MurphOnMillerAve wrote:Are you having a good time, George, 'cause I'm not getting the fun-vibe on this from you. Recreation? Relaxation? Creative satisfaction? Enjoyment? Play?

Frank,
I must confess that the last few weeks have been a mixed bag. I am having some fun, but also feeling a little unhappy with myself regarding some
earlier decisions that are now biting me in the ***.
I was hoping to be running trains by now. Instead, I just keep
finding more obstacles in my path. ...
George
When I first had the idea, in 1995, of having a permanent layout in the basement, I knew I was headed for trouble. Why? I had no idea how to construct one.
So, I asked my LHS proprietor how to construct the "platform," as it was called when I was a boy. I decided to follow his instructions assiduously, using 20 [4'x8'] sheets of 3/4" plywood ("finished" on one side) and 2x4's
pre-cut by a lumberyard for legs and framing, along with enough "carriage bolts" to affix legs at each corner to the frames (See attached photos). That those twenty sheets of plywood would be enough, or too much, was a rank-amateur's guess, made by standing in the emptied basement and approximating, by tracing an imagined layout with a finger in the air, how many sheets of plywood it would take to fill the basement end-to-end.
I was having loads of fun, but quickly came to wonder about my decision to order that amount of lumber the day it arrived. We had to remove both cars from the garage (not the last time they have been exiled due to train shenanigans) for the lumberyard truck to deliver the order. My first reaction was, "Aw lawdee, what have I done?! I ordered way too much lumber!" I thought. I was intimidated by its volume, stacked in the garage.
Then, I figured, "Oh, whatthehell," and plunged into making the first 4x8' "platform". It took 1 hr. and 20 min. upside down, on its top, legs up in the air.
Next, the second dilemma presented itself, hinting to me that I had made a big mistake starting the whole project at all. I could not upright the platform by myself, afraid I would snap the legs off trying to do so. My wife came to the rescue. Four hands were better than two, and we flipped it up onto its feet like a proper train-table should be. Hurrah.
The second platform took 20 minutes, only, including up-righting it. I was on my way! And once the entire basement was filled with all that plywood and 2x4's, the fragrance alone inspired me to see that I had not made a mistake in taking on the project. The plywood miniature acreage invited me into a creative adventure and social experience that continues to this day.
Actually, it has all been enjoyable. Fun, indeed. Adult play. And it has been that way ever since.
Relax. Don't aggravate yourself. Take breaks, Rest. And you will find your way through all the challenges, growing new problem-solving brain cells, too, as a bonus and intrinsic benefit along the way. I wish you the absolute best.
Frank da Murph