I picked up my new table saw today. Hannah and I went to Home Depot to get it. As we were riding the elevator down to the car, she realised that I invited her along because I might be needing some help to carry it.
I’m terrified to use it. I was terrified to turn on my lathe for the first time, as was I when I cut that first piece of wood with my mitre saw. Power tools can be scary. They’re loud, dirty, and they make sharp shit spin real quick.
Alas, we live in a world full of danger. We have more control over the power tools we use than most other things. There is some comfort in that.
What excites me most is not the power tool itself but the potential that it affords. I have this vision – not a shamanic one – of what I’ll make with the saw. My first project is to get the pencil boxes done right. From there, I hope to start getting into some larger projects. It feels like the table saw will open up a lot of possibilities.
Hannah didn’t need to lift anything today, but she did need to listen to me prattle on. Six of one….
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