Woke up today with HF on my mind. Clamps…..that’s what I told myself. In retrospect I now realize that telling myself that would make it easier to go there and have less guilt until I actually bought something else….which I knew I would, no I didn’t know, I tried not to know. I guess I need to go a little easier on my daughter from now on because if she feels the way I did today when she is in a clothing store, she just can’t help herself.
Anyway, I did get clamps, about ten of them in various forms mostly bar clamps. They have a new line and they are closing out the old line, so about four of them were 2.99 for 15 inch clamp. Of course I had to walk right by the belt sanders, but it was no problem until I noticed that the heavy Chicago sander didn’t have a price. Things like that get to me so I asked the manager who was walking by, (a rather friendly guy), we talked for about 30 minutes and he found it for me. Pretty good deal too. Heck, I even got the service agreement.
After that first step into evil spending, the rest comes easier. Drill bits, chisels, a nice heavy stand for my grindstone, and a couple of hand planers. I’m probably forgetting a few items.
So I’ve been down in the man cave working all day. I’m exhausted and in need of a beer.
I put the grindstone stand together and made a wall mountable shelf for my chisels and screw drivers. I’d snap a pic of it but its on the floor with a couple heavy saw horses holding it down while the glue dries, which is ironic with all these clamps I have that none would clamp this thing.
I made it out of some shelf that came in a Bush entertainment center, (I always keep those things, got them all over the house), and some reclaimed oak from an old Lazy Boy recliner I took apart last week. It will hold about 20 chisels and drivers which frees up a lot of room in my tool chest.
-- A positive attitude will take you much further than positive thinking ever will.