Sorry, Dad, I did it!

So why did you give me a drill set for Christmas if you did not want me to use it? :) I took the desk apart and moved it piece by piece into the other room.

There is just something that makes me feel so .....grunt, grunt, "Tim the tool manish", when I have a power tool in my hand. Invincible! I can build furniture, I can hang curtains, I can assembly bicycles...... Makes you feel like you can do almost anything....

Sorry, Dad, I am my father's daughter...and I could not wait! :)