Shaping my world
And one of the things -- apparently! -- that I like doing is hand-tool woodworking. And although I don't log as much shop time as I'd like, I've been doing it enough over the last two or three years that I'm getting a sense of my workflow -- and can optimize my shop to better suit my approach.
I used to have a free-standing shelving unit perched on the back of my workbench, and I laid out my often-used tools on that. But because it was **on** my workbench, if I did anything that jiggled the workbench (pounding, sawing), things would sometimes fall off.
So, in June or July of last year (i.e. about six months ago), I built a free-standing tool rack: it has L-shaped feet and it rests on the floor behind my workbench. In other words, it is physically de-coupled from my workbench -- so when the workbench jiggles, the tool rack does not.
So last night, after several months of stalled progress, I **finally** hung up my most often-used hammers, right next to where I typically stand. (The delay was caused by trying to finish the doweling jig, so that I could produce dowels that I could use to hang up the hammers. I finished the doweling jig on Sunday, and Tuesday [yesterday] I made me some dowels.) A fairly heavy hammer (heavier than a typical claw hammer), a lighter hammer (but heftier than a typical tack hammer), and a mallet (made by my late paternal grandfather).
I already had a few chisels lined up (vertical, to the right, in a re-purposed dish-drying rack), and two of my often-used handplanes underneath. Notice also the blue brush, which I use every few minutes to whisk away the sawdust and shavings.
I have room for one more hammer (a tack hammer), but I won't put it there unless I find myself using it fairly often. I also need to re-assemble my other "go-to" handplane and put it next to the others (a block plane, and a wooden scrub plane).
Over the weekend I salvaged a plastic cup with a handle from my neighbors, who were just going to throw it away. So yesterday I put a look of twine through the handle, and drove a nail into the side of the free-standing hose reel that's near the faucet. Seems to work: I think I used it five times that day!
As an aside, you'll see the white plastic container on the ground. That has a bar of soap. The plastic container was a disposable, microwaveable soup container, with vent holes on the top: the holes allow the damp soap to dry out. I used to just have the soap sitting on the lid of a plastic bucket -- but little critters (mice? possums?) kept stealing the soap and gnawing on it: I'd find it next to the car with teeth marks in it. Hence, the closed container -- but still near the faucet!
And the rustic, rusty sheet of corrugated roofing metal under the faucet is there to prevent splatter from staining the light-colored bricks.
Anyhow: I'm really enjoying re-shaping my world to suit my ways. :)