Carl’s Woodworking is moving. Not figuratively. Not virtually. But physically. Lock, stock and barrel. I’ll be packing everything up and moving from sunny Arizona to sunny California. It’s only one state to the left but life will likely be different for me there. I don’t know if I’ll be scoring any workshop space in our new digs. And if I do, I don’t know what I’d do with it.
After all the stuff that’s gone on this past year my inspiration and desire for furniture building is at an all time low, evidenced by what I have reported on recently. Our furniture and upholstery business is down the tubes. I’m this close to selling off some of my tools. Thankfully I got the Anarchist’s chest completed so I’ll have a place to keep all my handtools. The Festools got put into their Systainers today. My half-dozen pneumatic staplers will most likely be the first things to show up on eBay.
Since my wife left the hospital I enjoy spending more time with her instead of hanging out in the shop. She has needed a lot of my help with her recovery these past six months and I expect that won’t stop since she’ll likely have another surgery before the end of the year. Our move to California will put us closer to her family which will save them all the trips they made to Arizona last year to help out. Life changes, you have to adjust.
So, I’m wrapping up the blog. As anyone that’s done it knows, writing a blog is a time sink. It will be nice to get some of that back. I’ve not done that much lately anyway. The only thing in the hopper that I haven’t gotten to is “Robo vs Roubo”, an article about a workbench design that utilizes F-clamps, Pony clamps and T-tracks. Probably better if it’s left unwritten wouldn’t you say.
For my final castoff I’ll leave you with this, “What’s the difference between a workbench and a professional woodworker?”
“A workbench can support a family.” Buh-bye
- Carl
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Hi Carl
Have subscribed to your blog for awhile, and thanks for your offerings. Hoping your move is an auspicious one and that improvements on all fronts are in effect, starting immediately!
Best of luck, and who knows, a workshop may materialize out of nowhere.
I wish all the best for you. I really like your idea on bench vises. There’s a story about an old man lost his horse, but I am afraid my English is not good enough to tell it. Here’s what I found from the internet. Let me just copy-paste it.
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There once was an old man who lived with his only son at the border of the state. They liked horses and often let them graze freely. One time a servant reported to the old man, “A horse is missing! It went into the neighboring state.”
His friends felt sorry for him, but the old man was not bothered at all by the loss. In fact, he said: “Who knows! The loss may bring us good fortune!”
A few months later, a weird thing happened. Not only did the missing horse return home safely, it also brought back with it a fine horse from the neighboring state.
When his friends heard the news, they congratulated the old man on his good luck. But the old man said, “Who knows ! This may bring us ill fortune!”
One day, when the old man’s son was riding the fine horse, he fell off it, broke his leg very badly and became crippled. Many friends came to comfort the old man, but the old man was not disturbed by the accident in the least. “Who knows ! This may bring us good fortune after all!” he said.
A year later, the neighboring state sent troops across the border. All young and strong men were drafted to join the fight, and most of them got killed. The old man’s son however was not drafted because he was crippled – and so his life was spared.
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Sometimes changes in life can be a blessing in disguise. Who knows!
Thanks for all your posts. I completely understand your situation and wish you well and a speedy recover for your wife. Be well, yaakov….