25th June 2021
Another day of rain forecasted, another day trapped in the garage, but today I’m expecting a jointer to arrive.
This is a piece of woodworking equipment from Dave’s workshop that I bought last year.
Why did it arrive today you may ask? There is a little story behind it, so find a comfy seat then I’ll begin.
At the start of 2020 I went into Dave’s workshop and started to sort through his tools separating equipment that I could use for my projects. There were sanders, disc and belt types, a dust extraction unit, a scroll saw and a jointer. I marked all the items with green masking tape and agreed a price with Georgia (Kelli’s mum)
Most of these items were heavy, really heavy, there was no way I could get them up the stairs on my own, so I moved what I could and left the others for another time when I could get help.
Well then Covid struck and everything went on hold for the rest of the year.
I kept thinking how I was going to move the heavy items, because most of the family are not strong enough to help me.
A few weeks ago, Rick, a friend of Georgia volunteered to help clear out, and sell everything that was in Dave’s garage and workshop.
Georgia sent Kelli a message to get me to talk to Rick to let him know what equipment I had already paid for.
When I went into the workshop it was a mess, there were men stripping down Dave’s lathe and rummaging through the hand tools.
I looked around in the area I had moved all my purchases into, and noticed the dust extraction unit was missing. I went to Rick and asked him about it.
He told me that he had sold it to someone a week ago, that pissed me off, and I told him.
He wasn’t told the significance if the green masking tape crosses that I had put over all my equipment. I showed him what was mine, and he assured me they would be safe.
I mentioned it to Georgia, and she was gutted that it had happened, and promised to get it back. I was not that concerned, other than I had paid for it, I said we could “sort something out” but she was adamant that it would be returned.
A few days later I went back, with Kelli’s brother Matt and discovered that the jointer has gone.
Georgia spoke to Rick and he agreed to try to get it back, but he couldn’t promise.
A day later I was told that it would be returned by the end of this week.
This piece was by far the heaviest of the lot, and luckily someone else had carried it up the stairs, so all I had to do was get it out of Rick’s truck, now all I am waiting for is the dust extraction unit to arrive.
Another Lifetime to go 