Faye was running out of patience for my tools being sprawled all over the workroom/storage room/water-heater room/whatever that room is called.
So, I built myself some shelves. I was so proud. I measured everything out perfectly, found scrap wood at the dump that would fit right, cut it exactly to size, built it in place perfectly, built a vertical tool-board on to the back of it… and then realised that it blocked the water-tank door from opening 🙁

So, I cut away a curve exactly the right shape for the door to open, leaving a pointed piece of shelf jutting out in just the right position to stab me next time I’m being careless in that room.
Mission Accomplished.



