Stuff is getting done.

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Two or three more loads of laundry, depending on whether them being dried is counted or not. As well, I have been tinkering on the reloader. I am still not to a place where I can reload. I have all the dies set, I have the powder set, but the primers are giving me a fit. My "press" (reloader) has an automatic primer feed system. Loading .45 acp bullets, I initially used large primers. The machine was set up for that when it arrived, so there was no problem. The problem came when the particular batch of cases I decided to use needed small primers. I checked about that, and sure enough some .45 acp cases use small pistol primers, just the normal ones (there are also small pistol magnum primers, small rifle primers, and small rifle magnum primers, and a few others actually as well, just so you know).

All fine and dandy. I thought changing the feed tube and primer loading tray would be sufficient to see to small primers working. First, when trying to unload the large primers I ended up with 100 small 'splodey' things all over the floor. I tip-toed around that for a day. Being both tired, frazzled, and a little nervous (primers are the most dangerous component a loader deals with), those things sat for a day or so. I picked them up last night, finding all of them in due time. And, I read that this is often what happens, so changing out primer size with a full automatic priming system is not recommended.

In any case, I got the system set up for small primers, as I noted. I picked up a 100 small pistol primers in the pick-up tube. I then put that over the automatic primer system and delivered them to their proper place. I then cycled the press. I found myself with 100 more primers all over hell, the floor, on me, and in various places on my work bench! Damnit! I have only found about 90 of them, after extensive searches on and about my person, the machine, the bench, and another round of serious sweeping.

The manual indicates there might be a bolt to adjust but that doesn't make sense. It looks more like the tube within the automatic system does not properly hold small primers. Then again, I could be wrong. I could just call Dillon, the manufacturer. Not only do they make excellent equipment, my difficulties notwithstanding, they stand behind their equipment with very helpful technicians a mere phone call away. The thing is, I am getting ready to crash. Working up the gumption to call is one of the problems, the other is that I am not sure I could take or follow instructions until after I have some sleep. I hate it when my days and nights get all messed up. A call tomorrow, perhaps.

I think folding the load in the dryer and putting the last washer load in to dry should see me about ready for bed. I did note, while considering a number of things including whether to continue a friendship, that taking some time AND allowing some thought and proper input allow for better results. I am not sure how I made it to this age, as the brashness of youth (mine anyway) was incredible. Aging may be just about slowing down. But wisdom has potential when one chooses to capitalize on aging?

Good night.