Tonight I was in the Recroom, hacking away, cutting crappy pass-through holesaw holes, and heating up my variable drill ( fuming about my inaccessible drill press ), when I thought of you.
I
have a heated garage, fully setup with all my larger woodworking tools, and I can't use them because of the Collector Camaro.
I feel for you having to build outside on nicer days and paint in the kitchen.
At least I can make a mess on the carpet and hope to vacuum it all up before the Wife gets a splinter
