Welp. That was a shit show.
Carrier bearing in the truck showed up. Worked on that starting at 8am. By 10, I had the grinder out cutting the bearing race off. Wearing glasses, still managed to get something lodged into my eye. Dropped everything and look, saw something in there. Off to the ER.
Wait two hours. They tell me they can't help. I need to see an eye specialist tomorrow. Just show up. ya. right. I'm sure if I needed drugs they'd hook me right up though.
Get home around 1pm. Eye all messed up. Welp, truck still needs work. Cut the race off, get the shaft in the press, pop out the old one.
Spend and hour trying to get the new one pressed on with a pipe. The entire unit won't fit in the press. Get that squared away. Lube up the slip yoke. Mount up the ends. Go to mount up the new carrier bearing. Bolt holes aren't even close.
The bearing is identical, but the mounting surface is different. My dumbass only looked at the bearing itself, not the mounting holes.
So this entire day was a waste. Popped the shaft off, threw it in the Vitara. I'm just going to take it down to a driveline place. Have them do it. Have them balance it and throw all new u-joints in it. I'm done with this shit. Just give me the part to bolt in. Wasted an entire fucking day trying to save some money. so mad