1) I can easily move the Fiero out of the way; I need only move 4 things instead of [God knows how many] and 3 of them have wheels on them. (The 4th is the motorcycle carrier.)
2) I have a place where I can disassemble the carb and clean it properly without having to worry about getting driveway or patio grit all over them. (Bonus: it's out of the wind, so I don't have to worry about small parts being blown away.)
The garage can't be called "clean" by any stretch of the imagination, but since I only have to worry about what I want done out there (and I no longer have to accommodate birdseed and potting soil and-and-and) I can do as I will. Getting the Fiero mobile also means it'll be easier to clean out that end of the attic, since there's an access stairway in the garage.
Once the motorcycle is 100% and the 4th is over and I have a job, the MGB is the next stage. Ideally I'd like to get it running, tuned, street-legal, and sold before the end of August at the latest. Autumn is the best time to have a convertible--especially an LBC, because the heater in that car is like a nuclear furnace and keeps it warm in there even with the top down and 40° temps outside.
But where the Fiero was kind of embedded, the MGB is cocooned in stuff, and it's going to take more than a couple hours' work for me to get it free. And I'll need help.
In the best case, I could extract the MGB in a couple of hours (with some help) and then remove some of the utter junk that is piled up east of it. There's a pool table in there I'm sure no one wants; it can go. There are pieces of an antique table that I do not have the authority to toss, as I've got no idea if it's complete or not, but there are other things in and around that pile which I could dump and all I'd hear was, "Hey, good choice" in the wake of the decision.
There are some old bottles near the wall. I think I could throw away the broken ones; I mean, come on--they may be vintage 1930 but they're broken into about a million pieces. How much is that worth?
I mean, if they were Roman or Etruscan or whatever pottery shards--sure, that'd be worth something, but pieces of broken 1930s bottles are just trash.
(I don't mean chipped; I mean broken, as in "huge pieces missing" broken.)
Anyway, the MGB is next, and it'll be fun to be able to drive that thing around while I'm waiting for someone to buy it.
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Next up on the motorcycle front is to order parts. Og's gotten too busy to make the rotor remover for me, so I'll be ordering that as well; so I'll be ordering tires, tubes, the bands that go around the inside of the rim to protect the tubes from the spoke nibs, a battery, and the rotor removal tool. Then it'll be wrenchin' time!
I can move the Fiero out of the garage and work on the motorcycle even if it's raining; it won't hurt the Fiero to get wet--maybe wash some of the dust off--and that way the weather won't keep me from accomplishing the mechanic work.
I'll do the carb this weekend, probably, and flush the oil lines for good measure if they're not too inaccessible. Clean the oil tank and the fuel tank, and check the fuel line for any issues (and replace as needed). Get all fluids in, all lines bled of air, and everything functional and adjusted. (Points will have to wait until I get the rotor tool, of course, but that's not a big deal.)
Get bolts for all the holes that are missing them (there are not too many) and reinstall the skid plate.
Once I can button up the engine, then, I can get some aluminum-safe engine cleaner and powerwash the grease, grime, and dirt off the bike. Get it nice and spiffy, polish the chrome, etc, etc.
Remove the wheels, strip the rims of all rubber; clean and reassemble with new rubber. (Probably I ought to take 'em to a bike shop and have 'em balanced, too, but I don't expect that to cost an arm and a leg. Maybe a foot....)
Then? Start her up and hoon her around the back yard a bit. Maybe ride down the street and back...and afterwards, put it on the carrier, go over to Sailor V's place, and ride the dickens out of it for an afternoon. Before the 4th of July, just because I can! Ha, ha!
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...assuming I get all this done sometime in the next week or so, because the 4th of July weekend is a mere 14 days away now. I'd better get cracking.