Sorry, ladies. No pics today.
In preparation for the new rock tumbler's arrival, I got all the rocks washed and sorted. Then, put them in the appropriate barrels, added abrasives and polish, and then waited for the machine to arrive.
It arrived right on time. I opened up the package, and they sent the machine, packs of abrasive grit, spare belts, and two pounds of crushed rock. In the rock, there are some nice moss agates (which I love), amethyst, jasper, agate, two pieces of tiger eye, one piece each of sunstone, moonstone, jade, sodalite, Miriam Stone, and Sabalgarh Marble.
I checked the machine, and they have upgraded them. The bearings for the rollers are brass. The pulley is still plastic, but it is a solid piece with no set screw. I powered it up, and the pulley does not wobble. Score!
I filled all the barrels with water, sealed them up, and put them into their respective machines and powered them all on.
Machine #1 said "No."
I said, "Excuse me?"
Nope.
Machine #1 is my workhorse. It is the oldest of them, a National Geographic single-barrel. It, too, was a problem child until I rebuilt it... a couple of times. They have a very handy timer circuit, and I use it to know how long all of the machines have been running. The circuit also has a speed control, which is junk. The speed is too slow, and that causes the rocks to crash into each other, causing fractures and bruises. Picture clothes tumbling in a dryer.
About two months after I bought it, the motor went out. It was still under warranty, so I shipped it back. On the replacement, the roller bearing mounts were not put in correctly and were putting torque on the roller axles. So I fixed that, then that motor started going bad. I located a replacement motor, so I ordered two. I replaced the motor (keeping one for a spare), then bypassed the speed control circuit so the motor runs at the proper speed. No more issues for close to four years.
Now, it refused to turn. So I opened it up and checked the bearings. All good. But the drive motor was shot. The carbon brushes had turned to a pile of black dust, and the armature was binding up. Easy fix, since I have a spare motor on hand. Unscrew four mounting bracket screws, snip two wires, replace the motor, solder the wires, and insulate them with heat shrink tubing. Bench test: PASS.
Installed the drive belt and tested. NO-GO. The belt is too tight. Readjust the mounting bracket. Check the belt. All good. Reassembled the machine. Check again. Everything is running fine. Then set the barrel with 3 lbs of rocks in place and turn it on. Boom, all good.
The assembly line is back in operation.
And I got nothing else done all day.
I guess I'll do laundry while fixing dinner.
Tomorrow is a therapist visit. I always think it is a waste of my time seeing a social worker who has no authority to do anything for me except listen. The VA prohibits her from doing anything. But she is a sympathetic and supportive ear. She is the mother of a transgender boy, and she works for the VA. So she does understand the struggle. Maybe after we have our own regime change, she will be in a better position to assist, instead of just listening.