Sometimes the amount of time spent in the wood shop is disproportionate to the amount of woodworking that actually takes place. Today was pretty much a time like that. It was a matter of moving from one little maintenance job to the next. All the while avoiding the real reason for being there when I went there. Part of that dilemma had to do with the hesitation of attempting a new technique when there were some no brainers that could keep me from the one thing I really hoped to accomplish.
There was the matter of readjusting the motor mount on the lathe after replacing the drive belt. Then the rat's nest of power cords on some of the hand-held tools begged to be coiled up in such a way that a single tool could be picked up without being entangled in the cord of two others. Speaking of entangled, the roll of baling twine that used to dispense just like it should had gotten dropped and getting a length greater than a foot or two was a challenge. Oh, and the filters on the heater and dust collector had been ignored entirely too long.
All this stuff had to be done. But somehow it seemed like a couple hours had done nothing that would be considered woodworking. I have come to appreciate my wife's refrain that house cleaning is noticed only when it isn't done. Before heading home, I did tackle the job that I really wanted to do in the first place (gluing a thin applique of contrasting wood on another piece). Tomorrow will tell if that was successful or not. Maybe next time the finished item can be the subject of a post. In the meantime, be content with your situation, even it seems not a productive as you would like. I firmly believe that, no matter what's happening, God has you right where He wants you. Look around and ask Him what He would have you do there.
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