So...here's how much I have to learn all over again...decided to stain/oil paint my new plywood sunroom floor while the days are warm and sunny, to waterproof the wood and give it even more light reflection into my bedroom, and today, wanted to give the dogs a Truck Ride, to the hardware store. I had a gallon of old-old oil base in the cellar, but I knew it would be set up like concrete, so it was just easier to go grab some new; 2 qts. is all I need. I loaded the eager furbabies into the truck, and set off to get the paint, and maybe lunch.
Paint manager at Lowes has known me for years; he advised, and I got 2 quarts he shook up for me. Went to pay for them and: no checkbook in my wallet! (I had taken out the ledger to rewrite it after I messed up my entries too many times - anybody ever done that? - because I didn't have the dates for when my Social Security was deposited - turns out it is always a Wednesday, who knew! - The bank had given me a free new ledger, but I hadn't finished the task, and the other day, I pulled out my checkbook and set it on the desk to remind me to get it done!)
Well, I hated to start using my only credit card, one that is still joint! I need to close that account and open my own now, and start budgeting my expenses....but there I was, a guy behind me already waiting....I pull out the credit card and noticed it never had been activated, because I reeeallly didn't want to use it. Still don't. Just got it all paid off. I had to ask the clerk if she'd set it aside for an hour, until I could get home and come back....felt like an Incompetent Old Biddie!
Oh, and no lunch at Mickey D's, either...zero cash in the old wallet! As I drove home, it came to me: partly this fiasco happened because I haven't had to DO this money handling for a long time; I fell into trusting Mr. Big Guy to do it since he earned the bucks. (Then I was always shocked at how badly HE managed!)
So no, Skeeter, I'm still obviously on "training wheels" to get back some autonomy, which I long ago surrendered. I asked him for an hour yesterday after lunch, to help me cut the 4 sheets of plywood I paid for and help put them up onto the floor boards 6 feet off the ground. He did it without being a P.I.T.A., for once. Still, I am feeling "diminished" from my old days, pre-marriage.
But the job will get done!!
Meantime, a few grinder tips, for you.
1. I've cut large terra cotta with 12 inch electric grinder with a handle like a big chain saw, and just the rotation of that big blade was like holding a wild horse! So, grip it like it could get away from you. Use the handle and shield it comes with.
2. Dust will go EVERYwhere. I'd use an N-95 and open a window if you can. Tape the door shut with you inside, until the cloud settles....and
3. eye protection, of course.
4. And have good task lighting. Maybe one of those miner lights you wear on your head.
Hope all that doesn't scare you off...I'm off to get that paint!