Keep out

[neksmerj]

I can't get into trouble for this, no missus, but I reckon all women should be banned from entering the workshop.

You come home from work to find that old tin of paint has been opened with your favourite screw driver. The lid is left off, dripping paint all over your work bench, and the screw driver used to stir the paint, is still in the tin. Glancing left, your best chisel is chipped on the corner, it wasn't like that this morning. The chip perfectly matches the protruding screw out on the balcony. Looking up, your best camel hair brush is missing.......

Following your eyes up from the oil spill on the floor, you find a tin of Singer sewing machine oil lying on it's side with the red plastic cap missing.

You can't invite the missus in proudly showing her your latest project. "That's nice dear, when are you going to fix that lose step on the veranda".

On your way out, you notice your beautifully restored plane has been moved. You heart sinks when you look at the blade. Someone has planed across a nail or two.

Out in the yard, your heart starts racing when you see your micrometer out on the table in the rain. Your missus apologizes again saying she won't use it as a spanner again, and so on etc etc.

At this point it's probably best to stop crying and have a double scotch.

Ken

[KBs PensNmore]

I had a $1500.00 tool box, till I met number 2 wife and sons, and they started working on their cars. My nice big tool kit reduced to about half it's content. It wasn't me, I didn't touch them, must have been that Chinese Bloke, Sum Gui, was the replies. I did find a couple of them down the street, I think they were left under the bonnet
Kryn

[sacc51]

Mine sweeps the floor and puts the tools awy for me, no way would I tell her not to come in!

[BaronJ]

It OK for you lot ! My wife saw that picture... My ears are still ringing

[China]

Easy fixed me and my partner have an agreement she does not go in the shed and make things and I don't go in the house and cook and clean

[Steamwhisperer]

Mine comes into the shed and cleans up as well.
When she puts the tools away she looks around until she finds the spot they came from and replaces them.
She is getting good at it now.

Phil

[Greg Q]

Ever use the good iron to do a quick veneer job using hot hide glue? And then sneak it back indoors without noticing the little blob of glue residue which you missed? And then enduring the blistering wrath of Cruella after she is treated to the stench of burning horse along with a nice smear of glue snot on her fine girly clothes?

It was awful, and I am repenting still, in ways too horrible to relate here.

[Greg Q]

By the way, Ken...happy birthday.

[rrich]

Mine sweeps the floor and puts the tools awy for me, no way would I tell her not to come in!

Mine did that once. It took me a month to find some of the tools. There are a few tools that have been missing for over 40 years and two previous houses.

[rob streeper]

Since she's seen the toll of accidents due to distractions mine is now very careful.

[Poppa]

My darling likes to make things. As do my kids. And my darling never puts a tool back where she found it - although in her spaces everything is neat and in its place. Very annoying. A few years and 2 house moves ago I implemented a rule which is starting to work a little. Every time I can't find a tool that I need, when I know where it should be, I go and buy a new one. Since my darling hates spending unnecessary money that is working, and I'm "losing" less and less. Of course, as I get older and my memory gradually gets worse, it is becoming harder to tell whether a tool has gone missing or I forgot where I put it. And given the still-disorganised state of my new workshop my tools do not yet have their permanent homes, so it is quite easy to misplace them at the moment. I suspect that when I finally do get my workshop organised I will have an awful lot of tape measures, hammers and screwdrivers...

[Robson Valley]

My partner won't touch my shop except to ask where the shotgun shells and clay targets are.
My Ex 'needed' to fold dirty laundry. So, I put it all away. End of puzzle.

[rustynail]

Voice from the laundry, "I found your thingy, it was caught in your undies."