The plan for today was to build a couple of drawer boxes for my kitchen. I
estimated that I could get the boxes built and the first coat of finish applied.

I had just spent the last 3 days out of town dealing with family issues
related to elderly parents. It was a stressful and frustrating few days and
I was looking forward to forgetting the trip and making some sawdust.

I woke up late, I had trouble putting together my cut list and SWMBO wanted
the details about the trip. In a matter of minutes I was raising my voice,
I was bitching about other family members and I was seriously ****ed at the
world. I stormed down to the shop, flipped on the lights, took one look at
the table saw and said to myself "Don't be an friggin' idiot."

I walked out of the shop, grabbed my earbuds, chose my Piano Music station
on Pandora (no words, just music) and took the 2 mile walk down to the lake.
I got there just in time to enjoy this:

https://youtu.be/e_BofhFBr_g

With my mind calmed, I walked back home, headed down to the shop and got
to work. Instead of two assembled drawers with a coat of finish, I have two
ready-to-be-assembled drawers, but more importantly, I still have all
10 fingers.

On Sun, 10 Sep 2017 17:48:26 -0700 (PDT), DerbyDad03
wrote:

The plan for today was to build a couple of drawer boxes for my kitchen. I
estimated that I could get the boxes built and the first coat of finish applied.

I had just spent the last 3 days out of town dealing with family issues
related to elderly parents. It was a stressful and frustrating few days and
I was looking forward to forgetting the trip and making some sawdust.

I woke up late, I had trouble putting together my cut list and SWMBO wanted
the details about the trip. In a matter of minutes I was raising my voice,
I was bitching about other family members and I was seriously ****ed at the
world. I stormed down to the shop, flipped on the lights, took one look at
the table saw and said to myself "Don't be an friggin' idiot."

I walked out of the shop, grabbed my earbuds, chose my Piano Music station
on Pandora (no words, just music) and took the 2 mile walk down to the lake.
I got there just in time to enjoy this:

https://youtu.be/e_BofhFBr_g

With my mind calmed, I walked back home, headed down to the shop and got
to work. Instead of two assembled drawers with a coat of finish, I have two
ready-to-be-assembled drawers, but more importantly, I still have all
10 fingers.

Nice. It's great when, at the end of they day, you've accomplished
something truly useful (peace of mind, in this case).

I may clean my shop and try to organize a few things tomorrow. Got a
text today stating that tomorrow is a "hurricane day". ...or I might
just sleep. ;-) Unfortunately, I have a doctor's appointment
downtown Atlanta 8:30 Tuesday morning. I'll probably leave the house
at 5:00 to make sure I get there on time (it's a whopping 35 miles).

On 9/10/2017 7:48 PM, DerbyDad03 wrote:
The plan for today was to build a couple of drawer boxes for my kitchen. I
estimated that I could get the boxes built and the first coat of finish applied.

I had just spent the last 3 days out of town dealing with family issues
related to elderly parents. It was a stressful and frustrating few days and
I was looking forward to forgetting the trip and making some sawdust.

I woke up late, I had trouble putting together my cut list and SWMBO wanted
the details about the trip. In a matter of minutes I was raising my voice,
I was bitching about other family members and I was seriously ****ed at the
world. I stormed down to the shop, flipped on the lights, took one look at
the table saw and said to myself "Don't be an friggin' idiot."

I walked out of the shop, grabbed my earbuds, chose my Piano Music station
on Pandora (no words, just music) and took the 2 mile walk down to the lake.
I got there just in time to enjoy this:

https://youtu.be/e_BofhFBr_g

With my mind calmed, I walked back home, headed down to the shop and got
to work. Instead of two assembled drawers with a coat of finish, I have two
ready-to-be-assembled drawers, but more importantly, I still have all
10 fingers.


Good for you for keeping a cool head. Dealing with elderly parents is
taxing to say the least. My dad is 94 and needs constant attention.

On 9/10/2017 8:48 PM, DerbyDad03 wrote:
The plan for today was to build a couple of drawer boxes for my kitchen. I
estimated that I could get the boxes built and the first coat of finish applied.

I had just spent the last 3 days out of town dealing with family issues
related to elderly parents. It was a stressful and frustrating few days and
I was looking forward to forgetting the trip and making some sawdust.

I woke up late, I had trouble putting together my cut list and SWMBO wanted
the details about the trip. In a matter of minutes I was raising my voice,
I was bitching about other family members and I was seriously ****ed at the
world. I stormed down to the shop, flipped on the lights, took one look at
the table saw and said to myself "Don't be an friggin' idiot."

I walked out of the shop, grabbed my earbuds, chose my Piano Music station
on Pandora (no words, just music) and took the 2 mile walk down to the lake.
I got there just in time to enjoy this:

https://youtu.be/e_BofhFBr_g

With my mind calmed, I walked back home, headed down to the shop and got
to work. Instead of two assembled drawers with a coat of finish, I have two
ready-to-be-assembled drawers, but more importantly, I still have all
10 fingers.

Wish I had come home and done that. My squirrel cage fan was making
noise.. Stuck my hand in the cage by accident and lost a lot of finger
tip.. Ouch..

--
Jeff

The plan for today was to build a couple of drawer boxes for my kitchen. I
estimated that I could get the boxes built and the first coat of finish applied.
I had just spent the last 3 days out of town dealing with family issues
related to elderly parents. It was a stressful and frustrating few days and
I was looking forward to forgetting the trip and making some sawdust.
I woke up late, I had trouble putting together my cut list and SWMBO wanted
the details about the trip. In a matter of minutes I was raising my voice,
I was bitching about other family members and I was seriously ****ed at the
world. I stormed down to the shop, flipped on the lights, took one look at
the table saw and said to myself "Don't be an friggin' idiot."
I walked out of the shop, grabbed my earbuds, chose my Piano Music station
on Pandora (no words, just music) and took the 2 mile walk down to the lake.
I got there just in time to enjoy this:

https://youtu.be/e_BofhFBr_g

With my mind calmed, I walked back home, headed down to the shop and got
to work. Instead of two assembled drawers with a coat of finish, I have two
ready-to-be-assembled drawers, but more importantly, I still have all
10 fingers.


Good for you for keeping a cool head. Dealing with elderly parents is
taxing to say the least. My dad is 94 and needs constant attention.


Yep - we have just been through this with my Mom - 91 -
- and very soon - Mom-In-Law .. 92 - not easy. ..
It takes a village to raise a child - and ..
an older village to care for the elders - we have a lot to learn.
There is help out there - social services - find them !
They are not a useless tax burdon - they are a group of fine ,
caring people who can provide personal care - that you cannot.
John T

On 9/11/2017 6:20 PM, woodchucker wrote:


Wish I had come home and done that. My squirrel cage fan was making
noise.. Stuck my hand in the cage by accident and lost a lot of finger
tip.. Ouch..


Bet that ****ed off the squirrel too with the blood splatter.

On 9/11/2017 6:59 PM, Ed Pawlowski wrote:
On 9/11/2017 6:20 PM, woodchucker wrote:


Wish I had come home and done that. My squirrel cage fan was making
noise.. Stuck my hand in the cage by accident and lost a lot of finger
tip.. Ouch..


Bet that ****ed off the squirrel too with the blood splatter.
yep, I think that's why he bit me.
I have no feeling in my left hand due to a pinched nerve, so I was using
my right to pound on the top, ... the middle finger dipped into the
exhaust port. Lot's of dark, blood. A few bandage changes and some ice
, and I'm good to go.. just not well. Was trying to spray finish on a
set of drawers and cabinet.

--
Jeff

On Monday, September 11, 2017 at 12:37:42 PM UTC-4, Leon wrote:
On 9/10/2017 7:48 PM, DerbyDad03 wrote:
The plan for today was to build a couple of drawer boxes for my kitchen. I
estimated that I could get the boxes built and the first coat of finish applied.

I had just spent the last 3 days out of town dealing with family issues
related to elderly parents. It was a stressful and frustrating few days and
I was looking forward to forgetting the trip and making some sawdust.

I woke up late, I had trouble putting together my cut list and SWMBO wanted
the details about the trip. In a matter of minutes I was raising my voice,
I was bitching about other family members and I was seriously ****ed at the
world. I stormed down to the shop, flipped on the lights, took one look at
the table saw and said to myself "Don't be an friggin' idiot."

I walked out of the shop, grabbed my earbuds, chose my Piano Music station
on Pandora (no words, just music) and took the 2 mile walk down to the lake.
I got there just in time to enjoy this:

https://youtu.be/e_BofhFBr_g

With my mind calmed, I walked back home, headed down to the shop and got
to work. Instead of two assembled drawers with a coat of finish, I have two
ready-to-be-assembled drawers, but more importantly, I still have all
10 fingers.


Good for you for keeping a cool head. Dealing with elderly parents is
taxing to say the least. My dad is 94 and needs constant attention.

In my case, it's less about the parents and more about the local sister who
does most of the care. God bless her for all that she does for them, but she
makes life miserable for just about everyone involved. Family, health care
aides, assisted living staff, etc. Even when she asks for our help, she has
to be in complete control. You don't work with her, you work *for* her.

Dammit...now I have to stay out the shop again! ;-)

On Sunday, September 10, 2017 at 7:48:35 PM UTC-5, DerbyDad03 wrote:
The plan for today was to build a couple of drawer boxes for my kitchen. I
estimated that I could get the boxes built and the first coat of finish applied.

I had just spent the last 3 days out of town dealing with family issues
related to elderly parents. It was a stressful and frustrating few days and
I was looking forward to forgetting the trip and making some sawdust.

I woke up late, I had trouble putting together my cut list and SWMBO wanted
the details about the trip. In a matter of minutes I was raising my voice,
I was bitching about other family members and I was seriously ****ed at the
world. I stormed down to the shop, flipped on the lights, took one look at
the table saw and said to myself "Don't be an friggin' idiot."

I walked out of the shop, grabbed my earbuds, chose my Piano Music station
on Pandora (no words, just music) and took the 2 mile walk down to the lake.
I got there just in time to enjoy this:

https://youtu.be/e_BofhFBr_g

With my mind calmed, I walked back home, headed down to the shop and got
to work. Instead of two assembled drawers with a coat of finish, I have two
ready-to-be-assembled drawers, but more importantly, I still have all
10 fingers.

A very wise man.

On 9/11/2017 5:26 PM, wrote:

The plan for today was to build a couple of drawer boxes for my kitchen. I
estimated that I could get the boxes built and the first coat of finish applied.
I had just spent the last 3 days out of town dealing with family issues
related to elderly parents. It was a stressful and frustrating few days and
I was looking forward to forgetting the trip and making some sawdust.
I woke up late, I had trouble putting together my cut list and SWMBO wanted
the details about the trip. In a matter of minutes I was raising my voice,
I was bitching about other family members and I was seriously ****ed at the
world. I stormed down to the shop, flipped on the lights, took one look at
the table saw and said to myself "Don't be an friggin' idiot."
I walked out of the shop, grabbed my earbuds, chose my Piano Music station
on Pandora (no words, just music) and took the 2 mile walk down to the lake.
I got there just in time to enjoy this:

https://youtu.be/e_BofhFBr_g

With my mind calmed, I walked back home, headed down to the shop and got
to work. Instead of two assembled drawers with a coat of finish, I have two
ready-to-be-assembled drawers, but more importantly, I still have all
10 fingers.


Good for you for keeping a cool head. Dealing with elderly parents is
taxing to say the least. My dad is 94 and needs constant attention.


Yep - we have just been through this with my Mom - 91 -
- and very soon - Mom-In-Law .. 92 - not easy. ..
It takes a village to raise a child - and ..
an older village to care for the elders - we have a lot to learn.
There is help out there - social services - find them !
They are not a useless tax burdon - they are a group of fine ,
caring people who can provide personal care - that you cannot.
John T


Well, My did has been in a memory care facility for almost 3 years. He
does not qualify for any help other than hospice.

On 9/11/2017 7:42 PM, DerbyDad03 wrote:
On Monday, September 11, 2017 at 12:37:42 PM UTC-4, Leon wrote:
On 9/10/2017 7:48 PM, DerbyDad03 wrote:
The plan for today was to build a couple of drawer boxes for my kitchen. I
estimated that I could get the boxes built and the first coat of finish applied.

I had just spent the last 3 days out of town dealing with family issues
related to elderly parents. It was a stressful and frustrating few days and
I was looking forward to forgetting the trip and making some sawdust.

I woke up late, I had trouble putting together my cut list and SWMBO wanted
the details about the trip. In a matter of minutes I was raising my voice,
I was bitching about other family members and I was seriously ****ed at the
world. I stormed down to the shop, flipped on the lights, took one look at
the table saw and said to myself "Don't be an friggin' idiot."

I walked out of the shop, grabbed my earbuds, chose my Piano Music station
on Pandora (no words, just music) and took the 2 mile walk down to the lake.
I got there just in time to enjoy this:

https://youtu.be/e_BofhFBr_g

With my mind calmed, I walked back home, headed down to the shop and got
to work. Instead of two assembled drawers with a coat of finish, I have two
ready-to-be-assembled drawers, but more importantly, I still have all
10 fingers.


Good for you for keeping a cool head. Dealing with elderly parents is
taxing to say the least. My dad is 94 and needs constant attention.

In my case, it's less about the parents and more about the local sister who
does most of the care. God bless her for all that she does for them, but she
makes life miserable for just about everyone involved. Family, health care
aides, assisted living staff, etc. Even when she asks for our help, she has
to be in complete control. You don't work with her, you work *for* her.

Dammit...now I have to stay out the shop again! ;-)


I will have to say that if she has taken responsibility for the day to
day care she deserves the right to be bossy. It is her that has put her
day to day life on hold and has worked out a system that works for her
and the parents. It is easy to suggest better ways to do things but
until the responsibility is totally on your shoulders you really never
understand that. FWIW we pay north of $5K per month for my father. How
much is your sister being compensated?
Take over for 3 months and see if you don't have a different perspective.
I'm not jumping you, just asking you to give your sister some slack, she
is giving up more than any one and she needs to be able to keep things
on an even keel. Dealing with elderly parents is like raising young
children again.

On 9/12/2017 5:52 AM, Dr. Deb wrote:
On Sunday, September 10, 2017 at 7:48:35 PM UTC-5, DerbyDad03 wrote:
The plan for today was to build a couple of drawer boxes for my kitchen. I
estimated that I could get the boxes built and the first coat of finish applied.

I had just spent the last 3 days out of town dealing with family issues
related to elderly parents. It was a stressful and frustrating few days and
I was looking forward to forgetting the trip and making some sawdust.

I woke up late, I had trouble putting together my cut list and SWMBO wanted
the details about the trip. In a matter of minutes I was raising my voice,
I was bitching about other family members and I was seriously ****ed at the
world. I stormed down to the shop, flipped on the lights, took one look at
the table saw and said to myself "Don't be an friggin' idiot."

I walked out of the shop, grabbed my earbuds, chose my Piano Music station
on Pandora (no words, just music) and took the 2 mile walk down to the lake.
I got there just in time to enjoy this:

https://youtu.be/e_BofhFBr_g

With my mind calmed, I walked back home, headed down to the shop and got
to work. Instead of two assembled drawers with a coat of finish, I have two
ready-to-be-assembled drawers, but more importantly, I still have all
10 fingers.

A very wise man.

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