I've been a little down since yesterday so I thought I might write about something a little more upbeat.
Just to get my mind off of things.
Last October I had a fit/screwup and ended up making this little tiny adirondack chair that just about drove me nuts. It was so small it felt like doing brain surgery. I finished it and put it up in storage in my shop and forgot about it.
Last weekend I was down there working and the wife came down toting our grand daughter in her arms. She stood her up on my workbench and she was getting sawdust all over her feet. So I drug down that little bitty chair and plopped her down in it.
Apparently that was the right thing to do. She just thought she was in the big time. So now that little chair is up in the house, right next to Grampas recliner.
And when she comes to grampas house, it's where she sits. When we can get her to sit still, that is. And it's still big enough on her I'm sure it will be her chair for another year or so at least.
So I guess it wasn't a waste of time after all.
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