Whenever I get a chance to use some tools, I feel pretty
manly. Call it stereotypical, call it
macho bullshit, call it whatever you want.
I know how I feel. With tools in
hand I feel great.
It should come as no great shock that I am not a master
craftsman. I am not talking about
designing and building great furniture from beautiful wood. I am really talking about assembling a cheap,
compressed sawdust, piece of furniture from a box. Not so amazing, but still, if I build it,
then I feel pretty good.
My latest project was a media cabinet. It was on sale at Canadian Tire
(discontinued) and therefore not expensive at all. I decided I wanted to put my DVD's away,
rather than stack them in piles on the coffee table, desk, or floor. It seems like a noble idea--I guess I am a
victim of the desire to organize, even if it rarely gets done. My heart is in the right place.
This particular creation required only two screwdrivers and a
hammer. Usually, I don't classify it as
a real project unless it takes a least five tools, and one of them has to be a
power tool. That seems reasonable
doesn't it?
