I can start out with one project in mind, but during the attempt to complete it, I wind up doing many unassociated projects along the way. For instance, I am in the middle of sanding, staining, and sealing our front porch wooden furniture. I brought the small table to the barn to start on it. As I was going in the door, I noticed the trim ring around the door knob was loose. I put the table down, got a screwdriver, took the door knob apart, and fixed it. While I was working on the door, I saw the lower door weatherstrip was coming apart. Luckily I had a replacement on hand, so I had to remove the door, and replace the weatherstrip. By now it's dinner time, so I go in and eat, and when I come back outside, the sun is shining, and realize I need to mow the lawn before it rains. 2-1/2 hours later (6 acres to mow) , I'm putting the tractor back in the barn when I notice a burned out light bulb. I get the ladder out to replace the bulb, and I see that 2 of the steps are loose. After I fix the steps I put the ladder away and head to the front door to retreive the table I brought in. When I turn around to head to the back of the barn I realize I forgot to replace the bulb, so I drag the ladder back out and change the bulb. As I'm putting the ladder away I smash my finger and spend the next 5 minutes doing the **** that hurts dance. After using all the cuss words I can remember, I go to the house to get some ice to put on my finger. At this point I think a beer is a good idea so I grab one and go out on the front porch, sit down, take a few swigs, and set my beer down on the table next to my chair. You know the one that is in the barn waiting for me to refinish it. I think you can visaulize what happened to my beer bottle as it went crashing to the floor. We have Timber Tec flooring on the porch, so I figure I better go get a bucket of water and clean up the mess. I got the bucket out of the garage, went to the faucet around the corner and turned the knob only to have it break into about 6 pieces and make turning off the water all but impossible. As I run into the garage to get a pair of pliers to shut the faucet off with, I cram my throbbing finger into the side of my truck. After doing the **** that's hurts dance for several more minutes, I get the pliers and shut off the water. I clean up the mess on the porch, and go in and get another beer. I take 3 swigs this time before I set it down on the table, you know the one in the barn.
God I hope I get old enough to refinish that table.!! /forums/images/graemlins/tongue.gif