Today is one of those days where, for whatever reason, I'm slightly more scared of the table saw than usual. Sometimes I psych myself out thinking "it's a sign" and then others, I just ignore and push through. I have to make some cuts with large scale ply today that can go wrong quickly because my table saw is too small and the wood too large.
When I went into woodworking I did it with complete fearlessness but sometimes the realization of what the blade can do creeps in. And the fact that I did a number on my finger back in the summer makes it all a reality I guess.
I jokingly tell my husband that maybe I'll just have a beer to relax before firing up the table saw. I do love woodworking and won't give it up anytime soon just need to keep finding ways to not freak myself out when I'm cutting...by myself....alone...in the garage. Oh, crap. Maybe I'll just clean the house today.
