Here’s the situation; I was 300 hundred feet deep, surrounded by sharks, and dangerously low on air! ….. Wait a minute…. ohhh, sorry, wrong story. My bad.
I had been given an old desk in order to save the lumber to make something else with it, so now I had a chance to use it. I trimmed off the pieces I needed and pondered how to remove the finish on the show face and the inner face. So I set up my drum sander and hooked up the vacuum and proceeded remove the finish. Not a minute or so later, I smell something funny and my heart literally starts beating really fast. I grab my respirator jiffy quick, then my heart slowed down and I finished up the work, but I had to leave the shop for the rest of the day because of the smell.
As it turns out, I needed another board. Oy vey! The last thing I wanted to do was setup everything again and have to put on the respirator again. How could I avoid doing all this again? What the hell, I put the board on the bench between two bench dogs, and pulled out my beloved LN #4 smoothing plan and set it to make a pretty fine shaving. Why didn’t I do this in the first place? I had it all done in no time without putting dangerous fumes and dust particales into the air, and I saved electricity, and burned some calories to boot!