I'm honestly out of my element when it comes to the electrical stuff, but I'm a quick learner, and always up for a challenge . We used to get a lot of work like that, where a customer would call, and ask my boss if we could build them something, or figure out a problem they were having. He'd say Yes, and then come ask me "can you do this?" I'd say "Sure I think so, I've never done it, but I'll figure it out". I got to design and build some pretty cool things because of our mutual sense of adventure. It wasn't always profitable, and I'm pretty sure I made more money than he did on a few of those, but we expanded our capabilities which payed off over the long run. He retired this summer, and I'm a bit more picky at what I say yes to now lol. We're trying to rein in our adventures, and focus on the profitable work that's in our wheelhouse now, but I miss the craziness sometimes. It was fun while it lasted.Honestly, that's actual competence. I'll take clearly labeled over clever any day.
Nobody cleans my shop or my office but me. We set that ground rule 25 years ago. I don't clean or tidy her craft room. The rest of the house gets split reasonably fairly, or at least fairly enough that the 25 year old rules are still relevant ;-)ventures in uninvited with a vacuum cleaner
That's the most viable solution at the cabin. In the city it's harder.I want to build a Pavillion in the forest or beside the pond someday for her parties.
lol, you sound like me, or I sound like you. Started building my sawmill 2 years ago . and dug out (I have no flat ground here) the patio about the same time. One of the first projects to mill is timber for a timber framed gazebo/pavilion for the patio, and outdoor kitchen. I also want to make an ancient "ruins" wall for the kitchen area with integral pizza oven, from all the piles of field stone around here. Figured I can at least put it to use, after the early settlers of this land cleared it all in the late 1800's before discovering the soil is crap for crops, and the subsequent owners re forested it. I have quite a few piles and just shake my head at all the man hours that went into making those piles for nothing.I want to build a Pavillion in the forest or beside the pond someday for her parties. Might use timbers from my forest and rock from my fields. Imagine a field stone fireplace on one end of a Walnut Pavillion. Have to make a sawmill first. Project 42y.
Sounds like you and I have similar life cycle expectations of 248yrs +/- 6 months.We have 50 plus years of the same rules here. I am the boss. But she gives the orders and I do what I'm told. The house and garage are her domain except for my locked basement gun-room. The shop is mine except when she decides to have family re-unions, family parties, weddings, and showers. Then we fight like cats N dogs. Eventually she wins and girlifies the place. YUKK!! My daughter told me to just do as I'm told but kill something and then let it hang to bleed from the ceiling the day of. I might do that whenever they get around to giving me just a few weeks or months to live. I much prefer a fast death even if it is painful.
I want to build a Pavillion in the forest or beside the pond someday for her parties. Might use timbers from my forest and rock from my fields. Imagine a field stone fireplace on one end of a Walnut Pavillion. Have to make a sawmill first. Project 42y.
My wife and I teach Social Ballroom Dancing. Aside from warding off things like dementia there is one thing about Ballroom Dancing that we tell our students.Listen up all of you, maybe you weren't shared this information.
I was told this just before I was married, by someone that was married 45years, "Give up now, you are not in control, never will be or suffer!"
Took me a while to understand, so now I choose wisely when I want to suffer.
In fact, often at the end of a 10 week course we will have the couples waltz or foxtrot around the room (counter clockwise along the walls) and the ladies are asked to close their eyes.
Your X-ray looks like it makes working in the shop really difficult. That’s great your wife helps you with things when needed. My wife finds a lot of things hurt her hands so I have to do those for her, she’s (hopefully…) seeing a arthritis specialist this year.…when I'm finished I clean up, replacing tools and so on…
diyer has similar awkwardness, as always crowded and chaotic, consistent desire for more spaceEverything on wheels except Tooling Cabinets, Milling Machine and Lathe. Small shop 24 X 22 that I work full time as mechanic and machinist.
I can't dance, but this is what I'm looking forward toSome more totally off topic. We were walking along the River Spree in Berlin, across from Museum Island and stumbled across this dance floor. Next thing you know Linda and I are waltzing across the floor, her in Berkenstock sandels and me in running shoes, big camera bag around my neck, her a big purse. We kept on waltzing to the other end of the floor when we saw the 4 euros per person sign.
Next night came back and filmed tango.
Came back our last night sans purse, camera and Berks and spent a delightful evening doing Waltz, Foxtrot, Cha Cha, Rumba, Jive. The cafe up the hill served beer so all in all a very fun time.
Here's another more not filmed by me.