This is the winter of my discontent. For real. I’m jumping out of my skin. I know, the days are already getting longer, but not long enough. So, I’ve been making regular trips to the basement. To build something. ANYTHING. I made an end table. And a bookcase. I made shelves for my wife’s growing collection of tea pots. SIGH. I’m building things in the dark. In my sleep. Unfortunately, I’m so anxious that I measure something, and then forget the measurement– like deep sea diving and getting the bends . . . where am I? WHERE AM I?

You know what they say, measure twice, cut once. Until I got the Voice Recording Tape Measure W/ LED Light, I’d just cut. CUT CUT CUT like Sweeney Todd until I whittled the wood to a spear point. This smart, 16-foot tape measure has a built-in recorder that holds 20 seconds of my babbling, so I don’t have to write down the numbers AND hold the tape measure at the same time. There’s a light on it, so I can see exactly what I’m measuring. WHEN will winter end?? Dang, I just recorded that.