Husband would not do woodworking or such without having me help him. Our garage is his woodworking shop which is a mess and needs to be cleared up whenever needs/wants to do something there. Our outdoor Christmas decorations are stored in the rafters and about 2 weeks ago when he had something he needed to do in there we finally put away.
He also has a good sized general workshop in our basement for some wood work (frame making, tool sharpening…) as well as his leatherwork shop and cutting table for the bolts of fabric stored in the basement as well as matboard for pictures (large pieces of matboard also stored in basement).
Late Father’s Day story, but one of my favorite memories is from a few years after my dad passed away. I was building a small trellis archway for my mom. With multiple people using his garage workshop over the years, and it also being used as extra storage space for grandkid stuff, it wasn’t as organized as he kept it. (All 14 grandkids were born after he died.)
After searching around for a few minutes, I pretended as if I could ask my dad questions again, and was able to find everything and figure out how to finish the project.
All the answers I got were interesting slices of family life, this brother left this tool near the bikes when he adjusted them a few months ago, that tool is near some boxes from when a sister’s car was fixed, when another family borrowed tools, they were left on that other workbench when returned.
The messes made didn’t matter as much as that the tools were used and helped people.
With a broken ankle I’m rather limited in what I can do. To top it off, we had just retired, sold our house in Florida, and temporarily moved in with our daughter in Pennsylvania to begin househunting (which is on hold until I can move). Daughter’s lawnmower wouldn’t start and the city was threatening to fine her $1000/day if she didn’t mow her yard. She put the mower on the ground at the top of a retaining wall where I could sit and work on it. Mower runs, lawn mowed, and I was finally able to feel useful again.
Definitely know that feeling, Yet, going back and finishing the project is what we do. Had that happen yesterday with a bathroom faucet issue. It’s what Dads do…..
Robin Harwood almost 2 years ago
Looks like my kind of woodwork.
SpacedInvader Premium Member almost 2 years ago
You plan and plan. Measure twice, cut once. Make extra trips to the box hardware and it still comes out not exactly like you want it.
Yakety Sax almost 2 years ago
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mafastore almost 2 years ago
Husband would not do woodworking or such without having me help him. Our garage is his woodworking shop which is a mess and needs to be cleared up whenever needs/wants to do something there. Our outdoor Christmas decorations are stored in the rafters and about 2 weeks ago when he had something he needed to do in there we finally put away.
He also has a good sized general workshop in our basement for some wood work (frame making, tool sharpening…) as well as his leatherwork shop and cutting table for the bolts of fabric stored in the basement as well as matboard for pictures (large pieces of matboard also stored in basement).
Alias1600 almost 2 years ago
Late Father’s Day story, but one of my favorite memories is from a few years after my dad passed away. I was building a small trellis archway for my mom. With multiple people using his garage workshop over the years, and it also being used as extra storage space for grandkid stuff, it wasn’t as organized as he kept it. (All 14 grandkids were born after he died.)
After searching around for a few minutes, I pretended as if I could ask my dad questions again, and was able to find everything and figure out how to finish the project.
All the answers I got were interesting slices of family life, this brother left this tool near the bikes when he adjusted them a few months ago, that tool is near some boxes from when a sister’s car was fixed, when another family borrowed tools, they were left on that other workbench when returned.
The messes made didn’t matter as much as that the tools were used and helped people.
Bill The Nuke almost 2 years ago
With a broken ankle I’m rather limited in what I can do. To top it off, we had just retired, sold our house in Florida, and temporarily moved in with our daughter in Pennsylvania to begin househunting (which is on hold until I can move). Daughter’s lawnmower wouldn’t start and the city was threatening to fine her $1000/day if she didn’t mow her yard. She put the mower on the ground at the top of a retaining wall where I could sit and work on it. Mower runs, lawn mowed, and I was finally able to feel useful again.
NeedaChuckle Premium Member almost 2 years ago
I wake up and don’t feel like doing anything, but the darned elves are on strike and I have no choice but do it myself.
Kerrds2001 almost 2 years ago
Amen
David Huie Green LosersBlameOthers&It'sYOURfault almost 2 years ago
“….All I did was generate sawdust and splinters.”
shawnc1959 almost 2 years ago
“… and the agony of defeat”.
Uncle Bob almost 2 years ago
it’s all part of the process, Arlo…
soapy1976 almost 2 years ago
Measure.Measure.Cut.Swear.Repeat.
MuddyUSA Premium Member almost 2 years ago
We don’t know what Arlo was building…if anything?
raybarb44 almost 2 years ago
Definitely know that feeling, Yet, going back and finishing the project is what we do. Had that happen yesterday with a bathroom faucet issue. It’s what Dads do…..
j.l.farmer almost 2 years ago
I feel that way sometimes when I have put in a lot of work and have very little to show for it.
Thehag almost 2 years ago
Procrastination High.