At least for me, that has more to do with misremembering what I measured than mismeasuring it
Can’t count how many times I the workshop I measured something, made a mental note of it, walked back to the workbench, only to have to walk back and remeasure it because now I’ve forgotten what I just measured lol
Measure twice cut once is a saying for a reason.
If you already knew this expression, here is chapter two:
Account for the width of the blade.
Ahh our good friend, kerf!
For years I just drew a line and then sawed down the middle of it. 🙄
Oh my sweet summer child.
This is what happens when you have a banker for a dad.
Makes sense. My dad’s an engineer, so I got a solid education in most tools.
Somehow I’m also an idiot with finances. I guess the moral is I had a hands off dad who didn’t know shit.
At least for me, that has more to do with misremembering what I measured than mismeasuring it
Can’t count how many times I the workshop I measured something, made a mental note of it, walked back to the workbench, only to have to walk back and remeasure it because now I’ve forgotten what I just measured lol
And this is why I always have a bunch of marking and numbers and other vandalism on whatever board or piece of material I’m using.