Oh, how I miss my truck! The lease on my F150 was up last summer, and in a moment of weakness I leased a Ford Edge instead of another truck. Oh, how I miss my truck!
Yeah, the Edge is awesome, and it gets relatively fantastic gas mileage for my 50 mile daily commute, but you just can't haul stuff the way I used to in my truck. Plywood? - nope. A new major shop tool? - probably not. A load of mulch? - no way. Two kiddies and a wife? - yessiree. I suppose my priorities have truly changed over the last few years. More family (and more work); less woodworking.
So I'm in the middle of a big desk/hutch project for Sherri, and I've gone as far as I can go without buying another sheet of plywood. Instead of jumping in the F150 and grabbing a nice sheet without thinking twice I now have to plan well in advance to either borrow someone's truck, "evaluate" one from work for a night, or beg and plead for someone to bring me one on their next plywood run. I could ask someone at the Borg to break down a sheet so that it fits in my truck, but then I'd be buying el-crapola ply and trusting one of their oh-so-helpful employees to cut it properly. Nah, I'll wait to get a decent full sheet home somehow, someway. It just might take a while, and in the meantime my wife won't have her desk anytime soon.
Oh how I miss my truck!
