I finally caved in and got one.
I lost track a long time ago of the number of home-improvement projects I wanted to try but was putting off till the day I stuck a crowbar in my wallet and sprung loose a few bucks for a table saw. After looking at dozens of table saws I came to the conclusion that I knew nothing about them, other than they were the most dangerous power tool invented, picked the highest-rated one on Amazon that I could afford and click on “Buy me!”
Well, as of today I no longer have an excuse to put any more projects on the back burner. Indeed, now that I’ve spent all that dough on a table saw I’m on a time table. “I expect to see some bookcases by Saturday,” My Darling B warned me as I toted my new toy through the kitchen to the basement stairs. “No pressure.”
Keep you posted.
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