There’s a corkboard downstairs in what I enjoy calling the ‘machine shop’.
In fact, there are 2 corkboards. A big one on the main wall, behind a heavy, wooden desk with a dozen perfectly sized drawers – and a second, smaller one on the back wall.
When we moved into this house 3 years ago, I hung all the tools I’ve acquired over three decades on hooks on the corkboards.
Now I could see them.
All neatly organized.
It was at the moment I realized…
After years of hauling multiple toolboxes from rented apartment to rented apartment to rented apartment, what I really needed was a better understanding of how use use these tools.
The corkboard shrugged.
Merlin Mann, thanks for reminding me of my corkboard.