Something must be wrong with me.
Its been a busy week, and Ive been on the computer all day, every day. So today I just felt like getting out of the house. I would have liked to do a short hike, but its still freezing here, plus any trail likely not to have snow on it would be a sea of mud. Yeah, I suppose I could go walk back and forth from one end of the mall to the other, but Im too old to do that like the teenagers do (plus, I cant walk and talk on a cell phone at the same time), and Im too young to dodge the old people who consider the mall to be their personal track.
So I figured Id head to the bank, do some grocery shopping, get a couple bags of salt for the water softener and as a final treat for all this errand running, go to one of my local big-box home improvement stores and buy myself a toy or two for the shop.
With bank slips in my pocket, groceries in the trunk and two bags of salt on the back seat, I head to the nearest big-box store. I didnt even care if it was the blue one or the orange one. I parked. I went inside. I shopped. Then shopped some more.
An hour later I was back in my car, sitting there empty-handed. I cant believe it. There was nothing I wanted. There was nothing I needed. There wasnt even anything I could pretend I needed just to get my shop-related shopping fix. I just didnt want any more, and I was pushing my figurative woodworking plate away.
This has never happened to me before. Is my woodworking life over? Do I truly own every tool I need? Is my shop really complete? Do I finally have enough clamps?
And as I think of my apparently well-stocked shop, imagining that I must indeed have so much stuff, so many tools, and so complete a wood rack that I can refuse having more on my plate, I remember what my parents always told me when I was a kid: Dont turn your nose up at that 60-grit sandpaper in front of you young man! Somewhere in China there are children who have no sandpaper, no tools, no plywood and no #6 x 1-1/4 coarse-thread screws!
And so now, as then, I did my duty. Knowing that the children of China were depending on me, I sat up straight in my seat, got out of the car, and went in and bought an extra helping of clamps.
Till next time,