caschnd1 wrote:
Funny story. Back in 2011 I was 2000 miles from home and needed to replace the intake o-rings on my 1949 Harley-Davidson. These aren't a commen size you can walk into ACE hardware and purchase. I called my wife at home and told her to go to the garage and stand at the left end of my work bench. Then look for the nails in the wall above the bench holding various bags of gaskets an seals. Take the bag from the 4th nail from the bottom and send it to me. The next day I got a FedEx overnight envelope with the o-rings I needed. It pays to be a little OCD sometimes. ๐
Nothing wrong with OCD.
I flew at night for 15 years in Special Ops. We were always flew blacked out inside and out. When I needed something, or needed to adjust something, at night, in bad weather, in a pitch black cockpit, I needed to be able to reach without looking. So, anything I brought to the cockpit went in the same place, every time.
I transferred that habit to my garage, through 26 moves with the military, for the same reason. I've had to direct my better half to a specific spot in a specific drawer in my tool chest or pegboard when she needed to fix something while I was deployed.
Plus, in aviation, tools and equipment have specific slots in the shop and toolbox so you can immediately tell if you left a tool inside an airplane or engine when you're done.