My Dad was a great guy - hardworking, willing to help anyone, loved to laugh, and had a way of coming up with 'work arounds' for all sorts of problems. But he was also a bit absent minded. When he went into business for himself keeping his trucks, backhoe, and bulldozer running was always important, so he'd buy extra parts to be able to make a repair after hours or on weekends. Trouble was, many times when he needed something he couldn't remember where he'd put it. When my wife and I cleaned out his garage a few years ago when the property was being sold, we found all sorts of new stuff in the back of shelves, up by the ceiling beams, and all over. Boxes of spark plugs, oil and air filters, hydraulic hoses, even the spare carburetor he actually needed but never found so he had to buy a new one.
When I broke a router bit last week working on my new track I knew I had one spare but didn't want to risk breaking it and having everything come to a standstill so I went out and got a new one. Then, while looking for a bolt yesterday I came across a bin with 4 brand new 1/8" router bits I'd bought previously 'just in case'. Most came from a salvage store and were great deals, around $5 each, very nice compared to the new one I spent $19 on. I had to laugh at myself and once again remember from wench I came. Not only didn't this apple fall far from the tree, it seems to have rolled backwards.
Slothead