Pew Pew Pew!
Sitting at my PC, I looked over to find an untouched box. It had been there since Fathers Day; an unopened “gag” gift from my wife. Little did I know that the real gag was in putting it together.
I thought for sure that a child’s toy would be something that I could do while I leaned back in my chair, piecing bits together between pages loading from my favorite websites. I could not be more wrong.
About an hour; and 77 pieces, later I finally put these two little guys together. I am half tempted to smother them in crazy glue to ensure that they never come apart again. I will say this much, it was kind of therapeutic.
It isn’t often that I get to do things that don’t involve an LCD screen and 101 keys. I force myself into the outdoors often for manual labors such as mowing the lawn, but in rare occasions I do try to get into the garage and piece together something more puzzle-like such as a bird house or bookshelf. There is something very gratifying about nearly sanding off your finger prints and waiting for the wood stain to slowly fade from your hands; especially when most days are spent pushing down on ergonomically spring loaded keys from a chair that looks more like a plaster mold of your back side.
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