One of the hardest things about this move to TV was getting rid of my power equipment. Sorting, tagging and bagging dowels, shaker pegs and the like was awful. The hardware, adhesives and abrasives I gave away could have paid for part of the national debt. I cried when I gave away my compound mitre saw. But now. Now I am happy knowing that this shop exists. I love the smell of saw dust in the morning. Thanks.
