Getting on with life is expensive

It about killed me to do it, but yesterday we purchased an end table.

I am (up until today hopefully) still not getting anywhere on the Library and with a visitor coming up, we needed a path for him to get through the loft area and downstairs which has been a really big case of the But first’s. Downstairs is almost to the point that it’s acceptable and you can almost walk through the loft without killing yourself. Yesterday was rearranging components and furniture so that the new PC for downstairs would fit. The old pc from downstairs will be moved to the bedroom. But first we had to get a TV that could accept the VGA or HDMI input. Spur of the moment last weekend we did. Now I gotta get the POS 27″ F’n heavy TV out of the bedroom and give it away on Craigslist. But first I gotta make room in the garage to put it somewhere. That requires finishing the bookcases for the library. But first we ended up getting a new sliding Mitre saw. The old one didn’t have quite enough reach to do what we needed it do do. and since we keep running into situations that it was coming up short, we broke down and bought a better one. After getting to a certain point I realized I was starting to run out of time, and have an annoyed wife, so in order to speed up the process I changed the design a bit. But first I had to order a jig to drill the Billions of shelf holes that are going to be required. Conveniently it’ll also set me up to build European style cabinets and other ‘box’ furniture. This is todays project, and my project until another But first comes along.

Interestingly one of Melissa’s friends had called IKEA furniture “Adult Legos”. (a term I am really fond of, it makes me giggle every time) It occurred to me this morning that with the new jig, we’ll be making our own ‘adult legos’.

We may be getting out of hand with our did it ourselves obsession. One day someone is going to come over and say,”hey that’s a nice frying pan, where’d ya get it?”, naturally I’ll have to explain how “we figured out how to smelt our own copper ore in the garage with a coffee can furnace, and wrapped it with stainless steel that we had to purchases because it’s illegal to smelt without the proper costly equipment, we though we’d be pushing it since we made a batch of Teflon and the neighbors were complaining a bit. But I think the smell was the rubber that we made for the handle, but the guy next door came over when I was coating the pan so that’s what he reported”