This morning I glued up some boards to make a few bracelets later. I'll leave that for another post.
Then I went over to my parents house to cut a board because that's where my table saw lived. I got this saw for Christmas when I was maybe sixteen or seventeen. When I moved out of the house into apartments obviously I left the saw at my parents house. My dad used it a lot and I usually needed my dad's help on the project I was using it for anyway, so there it stayed. But I realized I will now probably use it all the time so I brought it back home and squeezed it into my half of the garage. I need to do a bunch of rearranging again because I can't get into my tool box that I'd like to put up at table height anyway.