TRH (The Retired Husband) has been at it again. I thought the re-arranging of his man cave was complete. How wrong was I !
TRH: My current project is nearly ready.
Me: Oh. That’s good. What is it?
TRH: A sandpaper storage system.
Silence. Wow, I thought. He needs a storage system for sandpaper ?!
TRH: I’ve done a bit of a clean out in the small shed too. Found stuff I forgot I had. And stuff I thought I’d lost.
Me: Really? That’s good.
Silence. That shed is so full of stuff I’m not surprised, I thought. I never venture in there. It’s a hazard to women. Full of man stuff. Boxes and boxes of strange things that serve some purpose unknown to me. Which is how I prefer it.
And a car engine that belongs to son #1. The original he took out of his Toyota Sprinter and replaced it with an illegal hotted up engine. That, and other changes, ended up with the car being defected. It now sits in the car port covered up with a tarp. Never will he part with it. One day it will be transported to his home (when he has one) and he can store it. Along with the engine and the four tyres that are perched against the fence. But I digress.
Today – I came home from my appointment with the exercise physiologist (yes, I have one of those) to be met with this –
TRH: It’s finished. Come and have a look.
And here is what I was shown –
A storage area created out of scrap timber that has all his sanding tools and papers in one place. Previously the papers were shoved in drawers and cupboards, resulting in a big mess. Stuff pushed to the back never saw light of day.
Not only has he created a practical storage unit – he can see at a single glance what he has. AND he has a substantial amount of clear floor space. I just KNEW he didn’t need to build that extension to his man cave.
This work bench has been made redundant. It is now waiting for a new home.
In his countless trips to Bunnings over the last thirty years, TRH has bought sanding belts. Seeing them in the store always reminded him that he had none. So he bought one. Now that he has created this wondrous storage space and moved all the sanding stuff into its new home, he uncovered a treasure trove of – you’ll never guess: unused sanding belts! This is just some of them. He will probably never need to buy another one as he also has a tool that cleans them, thus extending their working life.
The other sanding treasure he found was this magic sanding wheel. Follow the white arrow. It leads your eye to the thing. It looks like a weird plastic brush thing. A few seconds of sanding has an already sanded piece of timber feeling like satin to the touch.
Underneath the wheel machine thingy is a storage area for scrap timber. Of course.
And there is more!
Earlier in the week our neighbour’s son popped over to ask if TRH could tell him where to buy a new clock work to replace their broken one. In 1999, TRH made two beautiful wall clocks out of river red gum. One he gifted to our neighbour. The other hangs on our wall in the family room.
He knew he had bought an extra set or two. But didn’t know where it was or if he still had it. Well – you can probably guess where this is leading. Yep, he found it together with other clock parts – tucked away in a cupboard or drawer in that small shed.
But wait! There is still more… many, many years ago when we had a wholesale hardware business (yep! we did) we imported all sorts of weird stuff from Finland. Amongst the weird stuff was a sample ultrasound cleaner. That was way back probably in the 1980’s. I recall it vividly. It was fabulous for cleaning all sorts of fiddly bits and pieces, including jewellery. When the business was sold, I asked him for it. He didn’t know where it was. You’ll never guess – he found it!
Here is the box it was in. TRH had no idea what was in it till he opened it. Yep – the ultrasound cleaner. Brand new. Never been used. It had been in the box so long the plastic wrap surrounding the cord had perished totally except for those crusty bits that peeled off like sunburnt skin.
It even had the instructions in it. Unlike the instructions for my woodburner, these were well translated. However, the paper it was printed on felt a bit like oilcloth and the print from the other side was showing through. Still legible so no problems with knowing how to use it. It’s not exactly rocket science: fill to the line with water, add a dash of detergent, put items in for cleaning, turn on 3 minutes, turn off. Rinse inside of machine and cleaned items. After more than 30 years, I have that ultrasound cleaner now. I wonder if the 12 month warranty is still valid given it has never been used?
© Raili Tanska
PS – TRH has barely touched the surface of what lurks in that small shed …