Growing up, I was generally not allowed to interact with my parents. Unless I was home alone, I was expected to stay either in my bedroom if I was on restriction, or I could go into the garage if I was not on restriction. I spent a lot of time listening to music and reading. In the garage, my stepdad had a lot of really nice woodworking tools that were handed down to him by his father. My step dad never used them, and I was not allowed to touch them. Of course, being a child with no... Using Tools To Fix More Than A Broken House
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