I would like to build a shed.
Over the past five years, I’ve purchased books on basic carpentry, shed building, joinery, table saws, shelf building and trim.
I’ve purchased a Bosch colt palm router, a Bosh plunge router, a 10”SCMS and a Bosch table saw (on a gravity-rise stand no less!) and a Bosch jigsaw. Of course the table saw came with a drill and impact driver. I also caved into an informercial and ordered a Sonicrafter. I love it, but since I have nothing to compare it to, it’s the best and worst oscillating tool I’ve ever owned.
Each time I get a new tool, I read the instructions cover to cover and break into a nervous sweat the first time I fire one up. I have push sticks, safety glasses, ear protection and feather boards (STILL can’t figure those things out.)
On Kijiji, I acquired a cordless framing nailer (I’m afraid to even take the thing out of the box), a brad nailer and a finish nailer. Okay, it’s starting to sound like I have a problem. Perhaps I’ll omit the dovetail jig I snapped up.
So far, I’ve built shelves, a trellis and two chairs. On the handymom side, I’ve replaced a vanity, numerous light fixtures, installed shut off valves, replaced a baseboard heater and a few tiles. I feel very comfortable using the CMS, jigsaw and routers. I’m still intimidated by the table saw, but I’m working on it.
My first step toward my imaginary shed was to clear a space for it. Of course that meant buying a small chainsaw.
Then came the everlovin’ pile of gravel. There is good drainage in the area I chose, and my imaginary shed is built on skids, but I thought gravel would still be necessary. The half-load was easy to order up and it got dumped almost where I asked. It hadn’t occurred to me however that the dumptruck would leave 12” deep ruts across the entire backyard. Sigh.
The everlovin’ pile of gravel spent its first winter untouched.
The following Spring coincided with a health crisis, so the best I could do to the gravel was shovel for 10 minutes at a time and then get depressed at how little of it was moved.
The everlovin’ pile of gravel spent its second winter seemingly untouched.
Stay tuned for my next entry, when the everlovin’ gravel starts its own weed garden.
-- No, I don't want to buy the pink hammer.