I’ve got the new business manager diving into all the systems that have been half-assed for way too long: financials, inventory tracking, job tickets, and budgeting. It’s long overdue.
While moving yesterday, I discovered a huge stash of materials I didn’t even know we had — bolts, electrical components, gearboxes, and more. Turns out we’ve been ordering new stuff because the crew wasn’t pulling from existing stock.
To make matters worse, I now have a 20-foot shipping container packed full of parts, just dumped on the floor instead of organized on shelves. I specifically asked Sexytary to move the shelves in first so we could store everything properly. She refused and kept loading more stuff into the truck.
At 4:15pm she called me, furious, complaining that everything was being loaded onto the floor of the container and calling it “duplicate work.” She said I should just leave it all on the shop floor. I told her hell no — we have thieves around here and it needs to be locked up. She hung up on me.
Later, I needed the electric bus bar to finish the wiring so we could power up the shop. She wouldn’t answer her phone about its location, so I lost another full day hunting for it and had to reschedule the electrician for tonight.
When she’s not in her anger zone, she’s wonderful. But when she gets like this, it turns into “Chaos: The Musical.”
Meanwhile, the rainy season is ramping up. Rain already washed out part of the new gravel drive, forcing us to shovel it all back in. The new shop will need some sandbags and prep, but it’s staying much drier than the old one.
This whole mess is exactly why we’re finally building proper systems. Inventory tracking isn’t glamorous, but it stops the bleeding. Going from a garage operation to running a real business here has been one hell of an education — especially when it’s stuff I know I need to do or buy, but I lack the team, money, or equipment to optimize it all.
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