Long ago in a galaxy far away.. Oops I don't think I am allowed to start it that way. Not that long ago despite what my wife thinks, I was a kid that wanted to know how everything worked, and how things were made. I would help my dad work on cars, or on projects around the house, and there were plenty of them, 1 of 4 kids, the house we grew up in was originally a 2 bedroom house when me moved in a massive 3 bedroom addition was added, and most of the work was completed by the family, at the time I was 4 so I admittedly was in the way more than I helped. In high school when we remodeled the kitchen and took out the original back wall of the house to open it all up to the addition, and finally, I was able to help, and learn a lot more. My parents began to acquire rental properties around that time so there was never a shortage of jobs that needed done, or opportunities to pick up new skills. Fast forward a few years, I had a day job, just started dating the love of my life, and was buying my grandfather's house, that while it was a well maintained property, it needed some love, and to be refreshed; as I can't remember that house changing at all in my entire child hood. As we worked on that house I remembered how much I enjoyed working with my hands, and that was something I felt was missing from my life. A few more years down the road, a few projects for friends and family, I have decided that I was going to offer my serviced to the general public, and here we are.