Happy Dancing For A Mitre Saw

I have a mitre saw! I have a mitre saw! My friend brought her husband's mitre saw to work for me today! I'm dancing in the streets! I really am. I went to Debbie's car to get the saw from her trunk to put it in mine and when I saw it, I squealed!

I have to figure out what wood products I need to buy now - ouch says my Visa. I'm heading to Rona or Home Depot in the next day or two to get my supplies. I can't even tell you how excited I am about having this mitre saw. It takes a mighty big man to part with his electrical tools, but Karl being such a great guy, and not just because he has loaned me his mitre saw, he came through big time.

In case you didn't catch my excitement in the opening paragraph with all my exclamation points, I have a mitre saw. I'm as happy as a cat with a big ol' bowl of milk.