As I was working today on forming up an approach on the new shed for my machine, It suddenly dawned on me...
....there I was minding my own business, preparing for a small cement pour in a couple days, and even though I had it pretty much complete I started piddling around and got a hairbrain idea to reinforce the edge to keep it from cracking....
I added wire to beef up the edge. Not at all necessary, not a new idea or anything like that, I was just.....you guessed it...fiddle farting around !
I must admit I hadn’t heard that verbiage used since my dad used it long ago. It had slipped off the radar for decades. But when I seen it on this thread ...a smile came to my face ! My mom called it...piddling.
I guess it rubbed off on me...the nut didn’t fall far from the tree.
....there I was minding my own business, preparing for a small cement pour in a couple days, and even though I had it pretty much complete I started piddling around and got a hairbrain idea to reinforce the edge to keep it from cracking....
I added wire to beef up the edge. Not at all necessary, not a new idea or anything like that, I was just.....you guessed it...fiddle farting around !
I must admit I hadn’t heard that verbiage used since my dad used it long ago. It had slipped off the radar for decades. But when I seen it on this thread ...a smile came to my face ! My mom called it...piddling.
I guess it rubbed off on me...the nut didn’t fall far from the tree.