The parts tractor is slowly moving from a big part in the drive to small parts in the garage.
Lee is removing things and then cataloging and shelving them. This is a laborious process, but he seems to like it. He is also looking up the parts numbers and making sure they are marked on the individual part. He has a list on the computer. Who is the librarian (library assistant) here??
He put one part on craigslist as a test to see if there are clamoring hoards of people looking for Daedong tractor parts. So far, they are controlling themselves. Or maybe a new old tractor part doesn't make for an exciting Christmas gift.
Then he used our working tractor to remove parts from the donor tractor. There is, perhaps, a metaphor here, but I can't think of one.
But there is something strange about harvesting your own organs for a possible future transplant that sounds like the beginning of a horror movie. Or an episode of a medical drama, after they have jumped the shark.
The process is almost finished. Then he will start looking for another project. On the bright side, it is getting darn cold (21° Fahrenheit last week) so that may push him inside, where car and tractor parts aren't allowed.
