I am always thankful that Butch knows how to operate power tools. And not only operate them, but he can make things I can't wrap my head around. No matter how many projects I've seen him do, I know for a fact that I could never build anything that even partially resembles what it was set out to be. For example - if Larry told me to build a shelf. His would be this multi level shelf complete with trim and paint and whatnots. Mine, on the other hand, would not. I would end up with more wood shavings embedded in my arms that on the wall. And let's not go with how big the nails I'd end up using...
The last few days he's been finishing up a project that he started months ago. In doing so, there is a layer of fine white dust (from the sander) ev-er-y-where. I've given up even bothering to clean anything until he's done. If it gets set down anywhere in our home, write it off until he's finished. Once it touches a surface it's done for!
The fantastic part of projects is the clean-up process.
This weekend will be me, dish soap + a whole lot elbow grease.
The last few days he's been finishing up a project that he started months ago. In doing so, there is a layer of fine white dust (from the sander) ev-er-y-where. I've given up even bothering to clean anything until he's done. If it gets set down anywhere in our home, write it off until he's finished. Once it touches a surface it's done for!
The fantastic part of projects is the clean-up process.
This weekend will be me, dish soap + a whole lot elbow grease.
