It’s been over a month since my last post, which may or may not have set a personal record. When there’s not much to say, I tend not to say it. I haven’t kept up with woodworking or woodworking forums. I have watched the occasional video from my subscription list, but even that seems subdued.
Life is just too busy right now to want to sit in a hot-ass shop with nothing but a fan or two to keep you comfortable. There are some projects that I’d like to take on, but I know the scope of them would be too much for me to handle at this time.
There’s also been a hint of possibility that I could be done as a woodworking concern. I don’t have any desire, and selling my tools could do me and my family some good. I don’t want to be in a position that I have to sell my tools, but I know that if push came to shove that I would. I think, though, that won’t be the case. The need won’t be there, but the might lurks around the corner.
Not that I want to sell my tools. I don’t. At all. Unfortunately though woodworking doesn’t get done with potential energy. Nothing is gained while they sit. I went out to the shop for my first meaningful time last Friday all summer. I charged all the batteries up, updated the super-old laptop that I use to browse or research while I’m out there. I fired up the Domino in a scrap of would because A) it felt good to use again, and B) to test how humidity was treating the tenons. Short answer is, the damage was done long ago and nothing further: the tenons have had to be driven home for some time with a hammer instead of being a press fit. I suppose I could microwave them if I ever need to, but the lesson will be not to open bags until I need them, and perhaps reseal after that. The Styrofoam lid insert isn’t a seal, and even if it was, it doesn’t pump air out. Perhaps some desiccant packs would be a good show.
Earlier this year, people noticed that another woodworker – Paul-Marcel – had stopped putting out videos or really doing much woodworking at all. He had taken up another hobby in earnest, and we all wondered if he would get back into it. I’m really understanding that path right now. While I’m basically confined to the house, I’ve gotten back into video games. It’s not a cheap hobby either, but I can do it around work and school easily, plus sit in a nice air-conditioned house. I’ve not become disabled, just busy. In retrospect, I should have skipped summer semester and planned on just lengthening the process. Ten weeks of pretty much hell. This is week eight. I’ll have a break of about a week, then Fall semester starts. It certainly won’t be as intense (there’s not a single way possible it could be), but I do have a major change in my industry that hits October 1st. So, prime weather season for woodworking and outdoor stuff in the Atlanta area might be spent at my work. Joy.
I hate summer. Well, in reality I hate heat. Heat, humidity, and mosquitoes. We have all of this in abundance. Fall is my favorite time of the year, when the temperature drops, the breeze picks up, and the mosquitoes go back to hell. This fall is probably not going to be too much fun with work and school, though.
I do have some other stuff to share, and I’ll work on getting that up sometime this week or next. Since there’s nothing really going on, the posting schedule has become extremely decompressed.