I cut it all apart, edge jointed and then face jointed, got most of it planed down to about the thickness I want. Alan suggested I dont plane to final size, to plane a bit then let it sit for a few days, then plane it down again.
I am killing myself in the shop.
I had the dust bag blow out on me. I shut down the switch, pulled out the dust machine from its spot, moved some stuff so I could go in to pull the plug.
Pulled the plug, my daughter had just came home from school, so I went out of the garage to see how her day went, she was rushing by, said shes off to run. Ok, (she doesnt take after me), back to the machine. I noticed some dust blowing up through my tablesaw, even with the blast gate closed, so like last time, I thought I had a clog somewhere.(it was just the power of the planer fan blowing the dust through the lines)
I reached in, its been a few minutes since I shut down, but that blade was still spinning, well, at least until it smashed into my right hand.
That stings. Alot. Alot of little smash cuts, by the time my daughter came out with her jogging attire, my hand was nice and red, so in she went and we used up the last bandaids. I went through 30 bandaids in one week.
Thats alot of booboos.
My right hand is beginning to look like I put it into a sausage machine, the kind you shove meat into and crank.
Its pretty sad, if you think about it. College educated, working with woodworking machines for almost 4 years, why didnt I pull the top hose off and look at the propeller first?
(stupidity, carelessness, daydreaming, moronic, Im sure theres plenty more words to describe my actions today.)
these heavy pieces of wood werent that much fun running through jointer