Isn't that the definition of a circle jerk?
Crybabypunks, that's what they are.
Possibly more exciting than being able to reach the paint desk is the fact that I found the small body cover piece for the scooter that I had thought I had accidentally thrown out. Not so small a victory, that, because they're only available now in white. Not the grey Of the scooter.
Put up a shelf for the chop saw and two more brackets to hold the saw stand, then ran out of time and had to stuff the rest back in for now. However, should I have time now, I can actually access my painting desk!
I hauled out both motorcycles that were stuffed inside, my painting chair, drill press, chop saw, boxes of hardware, and a large assortment of sheet wood products and lumber from the far wall. I gave the unneeded lumber and sheet goods to my father in law. Put the small bike against the wall.
The unmitigated chaos that was the paint shed as it was earlier this afternoon. I couldn't get in because of the haste that was required previously when prepping for the still in progress kitchen renovation.
That's why I translated it. 🤣