lack of supervision

As dull as this may seem, when left unattended I begin to polish the transmission.

See, I have been burning the candle at three ends recently. What with work and school and the rest of life, I usually don't get out to the garage until you are wisely in bed.
Out of some basic courtesy I try to keep things quiet in the garage, at two in the morning. That leaves the less loud options for things to do - and there aren't a whole lot.

That is how you end up with polished bellhousing. I started with the 3M pads on the rest of the old tranny, but common sense took hold.

At least until I can't find something more useful to do...