Not been getting in much shop time. My knees have bothered me for years, but this winter was the first time the cold affected them. Seems like as soon as I would leave the house,and it was the least bit cold, one or the other, or both, knees would start feeling like they'd been whacked with a large mallet. The shop was cold anyway, and would take a good 20 minutes or so to warm up enough to want to spend time in there, so that pretty much meant no shop time. Later when the weather warmed, head to town, and knees doing fine. But then most of the way thru my errands, the knee(s) started in again - even in the Jeep with the heat going. Did get in a few weeks ago long enough to make a toy boat for the grand-son - but not time for what I really wanted to work on. Then got a nice day, a week or so ago, really, really, nice. Figured, go to town, come back, shop time. Hah! Got in the Jeep, and it was cooler than outside, just got comfortable in the seat, ready to head out, and my left knee started aching. Arrrgghh. One or the other knee acting like that makes it really hard to concentrate, and I most definitely don't want to get some body part messed up, so pass on shop time yet again.
Then the light at the end of the tunnel, and for once it wasn't a troll with a flashlight. Really nice day, knees felt great, got it made. Then hit the driveway, and suddenly had an almost emergen,in very shortly after. And so it has been going for me.
BUT, and this is a big but, today was the day. Nice day, knees felt great. What could go wrong? Well, before I get into the shop, the power went out. So, back to town to pick up some pizza, so I could at least have something to eat. Just waiting for tomorrow, to see how things go. Oh yes, there was good news for today - had an appointment with my heart doctor today, not only am I still alive - I always make it a point to ask, so I will know for sure - but my heart is in quite good condition. Now if I can just get the Woodworking Gods to pick on someone else for awhile, I will ge squatting in tall cotton.
"It ain't what you're told, it's what you know." - Granny Weatherwax
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Some days, the supply of available curse words is insufficient to meet my demands.
.....Call me a craftsman, artisan, or artistic, and I will accept that. Call me an artist and you will likely get a quite rude comment in return. I am not a @#$%ing artist.