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I might end up just calling it a night, or something, going on back to bed, and finding out where that leads. Tired. I have eaten. I turned up the furnace. It just doesn't matter. I can't seem to get going. No worries. I have been working fairly well for a while... at least relative to my more distant past, probably even my nearer past. Perhaps I have simply run out of steam for a bit... at least until the weather reforms.
There are ideas that keep me thinking. I would like to call about a larger dumpster, so as to clear out the cave. Of course, before I do that, I would like to get about half of what I suspect will be going ready to go. Perhaps more if it seems to take a long time to get things ready. If it takes a month to get half of what I plan to remove ready to go, for example, I might try to get two thirds of it ready. I don't want to keep the thing for more than a month. In, filled as needed, dumped as required, then out... efficiency. I might be able to call so as to know the costs involved.
There are some things which have been on my mind for many years. A computer desk, for example. I have two, sort of, at the moment. Neither are quite what I had hoped. More, I would like one which can be raised and lowered. Do I really want to stand to compute? Maybe. I don't think it would be terrible to give it a shot. As well, it would be a fun project to attempt. There are several ways to go about it. Which is cheapest isn't always the way, but comparing costs is worth the time... along with a few other variables to compare.
Now, I have actually found
Yes, these sorts of projects are way out there. It'll mean wiring the shop, purchasing a table saw and a few other tools, and such. It won't be tomorrow. And, yet, it is on my mind, has been, and I am getting closer. It might take forty years to get things in order. And I might die right after I get it mostly arranged. But... what else am I doing? Slowly dying? Cool, but... I think I'd like to do just a bit more.
Hmm... not sure I am going to go back to bed or not. I am more than just tired. A bit stiff and sore as well. I already napped, if I'm not sure that helped much. Bleh. I just hope when the weather does change that it doesn't fry my bacon off the stove and right away. Hmm... though finding the trailheads might help... getting me up to cooler elevations and out of the house. Who knows. Later.
Update: I just thought of an excellent purpose for this. If I do end up, starting out, with a jobsite portable table saw, to have an outfeed table, which will need to fold most likely, and having to adjust it each time in several ways, adjustable height would be very helpful. Of course, not everything needs to be quite that involved. Legs with an outer sheath and inner core, or the reverse... yes both are real... could, possibly, work as well. Perhaps that latter idea would be best, as each leg could be adjusted... in case I have to work in the driveway.
Just thinking while I decide whether it's bedtime or not. It's getting close. Maybe. Gah!
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