Yesterday, I went over to Annie's uncle's house to use some of his power tools. The projects (yes, plural!) that I'm working on will be featured later this month (get excited!). Anyway, I spent all day Sunday doing things by hand. I was sore and getting whiny. So, I had Annie call around and see if anybody had a circular saw and a Dremel.
Back to the point, yesterday I used a circular saw on plywood and managed to assemble two hinged/collapsible wooden objects that I designed. I got to use sawhorses, a power screwdriver, a hacksaw, and a Dremel. By the time Annie showed up to get me, I was in a rippling, hairy-chested man-frenzy.
Yes, me. The wine-sipping, beer-hating, musical-loving, ballroom dancer felt super manly. My man-hormones (I'm officially dubbing the word pimpmones; get that sh*t on UrbanDictionary stat!) were raging. As soon as I got home I was flexing my muscles in bed, which led to DIWMGf.
I'm waiting to stub my toe and be returned to reality.
I made one huge discovery in going from manual to power tools. You've heard the old adage, but it has changed:
Before power tools: 'Measure twice, cut once.'
After power tools: 'Measure once, screw it!' (you can quickly redo the whole darn thing if you need to)
I discovered this after screwing up one of my drill-holes by 1/4", something I would have never done when I was methodically taking my time and manually screwing each screw in.
My pimpmones be flowin',
P.S. Ewww, I don't actually have a hairy chest.