It's been two months now that we've been in Texas after departing Maryland on a cross country move. In that ime, we've bought a house, moved in, and started the long process of re-doing the home to our liking. After living at sister in law Diane's house for a month, we've actually move a couple of times. Being semi settled in, it seem like there's always some little job that comes up. In our time in Texas, the Leatheman squirt has been a steady pocket companion, and has handled an amazing amount of real jobs on a spur of the moment need. The little pliers handles small hex nuts and bolts, the small phillips driver has done a zillion screws setting up stuff. The small chisel ground knife blade has unpacked a ton of stuff and cut odd miles of bubble wrap and shrink wrap, not to mention cutting open cardboard boxes sealed with plastic packing tape.
For a life long confirmed knife nut, I came to a very startling conclusion a few moorings ago. Ihad set my squirt down on a counter and then we had gone out for a bite to eat. Someplace along the way, I released I had forgot my little Leatheman at home. A definite sense of panic set in, way more than I ever experienced when I realized I had left a knife home. I actually was a bi tore distraught than if I had left my peanut home.
This was a bit earth shaking. As a die hard knife person, a multitool has become more important to me than a dedicated knife. In the past few months of constant Leatheman use, it has grown on my like a tumor, and has become a much valued item of personal carry. I had never thought I would become as big a fan of a small Leatherman, or any Leatherman for that matter, as I have.
I have to ponder this development. As former Grand High Muckba of the Peanut Cult, this is serious!
For a life long confirmed knife nut, I came to a very startling conclusion a few moorings ago. Ihad set my squirt down on a counter and then we had gone out for a bite to eat. Someplace along the way, I released I had forgot my little Leatheman at home. A definite sense of panic set in, way more than I ever experienced when I realized I had left a knife home. I actually was a bi tore distraught than if I had left my peanut home.
This was a bit earth shaking. As a die hard knife person, a multitool has become more important to me than a dedicated knife. In the past few months of constant Leatheman use, it has grown on my like a tumor, and has become a much valued item of personal carry. I had never thought I would become as big a fan of a small Leatherman, or any Leatherman for that matter, as I have.
I have to ponder this development. As former Grand High Muckba of the Peanut Cult, this is serious!
it happens like that sometimes. A multitool is just so useful when you have stuff to do around the house/farm. I always have one close in addition to whatever I'm carrying that day.
