Thats coming along nicely and is looking good. I like that from what I can tell your using 1/2 or 3/4 inch ply for backs. Makes for a easer install. Thanks for the picture and if you have time and dont mind Id like to see more as you go forward.
3/4 ply. Figured it can hurt, and granite isn't light....plus there will be a corner cabinet sitting on top too.
You are a lot more talented than you give yourself credit for. Nice work! And yes, granite is heavy. No harm with going 3/4" ply.
"Time" "At the tender age of 5, One takes for granted, being alive, I didn't want to do as I was told, I longed to be 30 years old. But when you're only 5, Growing up takes so much time. Cousin was 8, I was 9, Summer weekends, the weather was fine, Daddy or nanny could spare a 5 dollar bill, And we'd set off down over the hill. 5 whole dollars, was I ever rich, A drink, a bar, even a bag of chips, For a time the world was mine, But I was only 9, And growing up took too much time. I couldn't wait to be all full grown, I could afford everything that I wanted to own, When you're an adult, the money just rolls on in, The hundreds pile up till you're rich as sin, Not a care in the world or a reason to long for a thing, Don't even have to walk, got a car and everything. I longed to be a grown man, but I was only 9. And growing up takes so much time. Me and cousin grew apart by the time I hit my teens, Can't really say a reason, guess some things aren't meant to be. I know at that age, you're tired of school, no exception for the likes of me. Just wanted to sleep the year away, till summer came and I was free. But I slept most of that time too, Never had a motivation, or much to do, In a few years everything would work out fine, But it took forever, waiting to pass the time. Sure enough, I got to be a full grown man, But things ain't what I thought they'd be back then. The hundreds come my way on clockwork time, But gas ain't cheap and the power bill should be a crime. The phones not such a good deal, and clothes ain't free, I love my kids but they're expensive as can be, Pay the credit card, and my bank account is stripped, I can't even get a drink and a bag of chips. Only a portion of my paycheck is really mine, And this is what I get for 40 hours of my time. Some days I really could just up and quit, Go home and just relax for a little bit. It's only for the kids and not for me, That I slave my days away for nearly free. If it was only me, and me alone, I'd manage to get by out on my own. Some weeks I get by, others I fall behind, And a weekend is no longer a lot of time. Marriage fell apart after 10 years, I won't complain cause no one really cares. Nothing I can do to change it now, Just try to manage to move on somehow. When I see my children, it's all I have to remind, Myself that it wasn't a total waste of time. I told my children the same thing dad told me, But much like my younger self they wouldn't believe, That adulthood ain't what it looks to you right now, But you'll find out soon enough yourself anyhow. And 10 or 12 short years later now they see, That I wasn't lying, that never was like me. They work so hard, and barely pay the bills on time, 20 years, what could have happened to that time. I told myself I'd go back to school and learn something new, But what's the sense now at the age of 52? I'd make better money with a diploma or degree, But Noone might want to hire the likes of me. I've made it this far without quitting or getting fired, And at this rate it won't be long till I'm retired. Days are long but years are short in this state of mind, I look back and wonder what happened to the time. I almost thought I'd never make it to 65, My pension is well earned, and I'm retired. I'm free to do as I wish on any day, From this moment on until I pass away. It's Monday morning, and already half past 9, But I'm sleeping in, I've got plenty of time. I seem to weigh too much for my own feet, My back is sore, and I can't properly breathe. My legs don't work the way they did before, And I can't lift very much weight anymore. I'm over the hill and miles past my prime, But I guess that's what happens to us all with time. I've never gone on that trip, and now I can't, I thought I'd live my dreams out in retirement. But I'm all broken up, and broken down, And I can barely even get around, I'm waiting to the reaper to set my spirit free, This way I am is just no way to be. I can't really live even though I am alive, I guess for now I'll have to bide my time. As I lie on my hospital death bed, I look back with remorse and deep regret. Spent most my life in pain and all alone, And the mistakes at fault are mine, and mine alone. For 47 years I toiled 5 days a week, All weekend I could only try to rest and sleep. I'm worse off now than I was at 69, I'd be on that trip now if I could press rewind. I have wasted all my time. I can't reverse my many trips around the sun, I can't change the mistakes I've made or the wrong I've done, All I can do now is accept the time is nigh, And hope my children have a better life than I. I try to keep faith, look down the tunnel towards the light, I think about what I've read of the afterlife. All in all I've tried to be all decent man, At the time I thought I was doing the best that I can. I'll never forget the day I got divorced, But the blame should be mine, the fault was never hers, And I've said and done many things I regret, I'd like to say sorry now, but now those people are dead. If the spirit really does last for eternity, I wonder what's in store for the likes of me. I thought life would last forever when I was only 9, But nothing else lasts forever, only time."
Hey Steve, I had just about given up on you. lol Glad you haven't given up on us. So you now have joined the multiple replacement club now, eh? I hope it works out good for you. And I love that new bike!
Thank you. I hope I don't actually feel that way in 50 years. Sometimes one had to remind oneself not to take time, or anything else for that matter, for granted.
I survived surgery this morning. I had to be in to the surgery center at 7:50 this morning for cataract surgery. I was home before 11 and all went well. I will be having to wear an eye shield for the first 24 hours and then at night for the next week. It is a struggle to see the computer screen. At least I am on the mend thanks to many prayers from lots of friends.
Thanks Midwinter I will be limited in what I can pick up for a few weeks. Glad I got all of this years wood put up
yes, sorry it adds to your smoke. WWW said it's not as bad in town, just here It's cleared well over the last hour or so, good, they went jackalope hunting.
Believe it or not, no smoke here. Actually been pretty clear for about a week or so. I didn't realize the jackalope season had started, tell WWW good luck from me.
Boss asked me to take the company van out to a vendor tonight for a delivery. No problem, I'll take a drive to break up the monotony. On the way back I'm coming down this state highway 5 minutes from work and see a blow down from the storm we had a couple months back. Big splintered looking thing. Pulled over quick to confirm my suspicions. Could it be? YES! It's a hickory! Maybe about 14" DBH so a nice size to work with. About a 7 foot section on the ground, and a 12 foot spar still standing. I don't really NEED any more wood at home, but it's a hickory! What doesn't end up in my stove will be used for outdoor cooking on the open fire. Probably go back on Sunday morning with my saw and do a quick felling and bucking job. Earlier today the neighbor behind me approached me and told me he was going to have this massive red oak taken down in his front yard and he offered me the wood. I looked around my backyard, smiled and said no thanks. It's nice having enough CSS where I can finally pick and choose what I want to scrounge.
