DIY How to Put on Your Socks Without Bending Over | Simple Homemade Sock...

Have you had hip or back surgery? Maybe you just can't bend over for whatever reason. This DIY Homemade Sock Installation Device is a cheap and easy way to put on your own socks without having to bend over. It's really simple and can be made with some PVC pipe and two pieces of rope. For tools I used a hacksaw, and handheld grinder, and a file. This is really nice if you have fused vertabra, lower back injury, disability, hip surgery, etc and cannot physically bend over to put your socks on and can be done from the sitting upright position with ease. I made this one in particular for a friend of mine who had hip surgery and he thanked me greatly saying it saved him from having someone else having to put his socks on for him. This is a great gift for someone in need of such a device and can be made for super cheap.



Amazon link to hip kit: https://amzn.to/3bgruL6



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GMC Sierra DIY Drive Shaft Removal Procedure

GMC Sierra DIY Drive Shaft Removal Procedure. This whole video was made due to my truck being stuck in gear. Tried everything to get it unstuck but nothing worked. Had to get it out of the way so it was necessary to remove the drive shaft and pull it out of the way.

If this happens to you or you need to disconnect your drive shaft for other reasons, then this video is for you. It's actually very easy and can be done with simple hand tools. 

The first thing I did was jack up the track and place jack stands under it so I didn't get crushed. 

Secondly, I disconnected it at the rear differential joint. This was easily removed by loosening the 4 bolts shown using a 7/16" socket. 

Before completely removing them I made sure to tie up the drive shaft so it didn't smack me in the face. I used a flathead screwdriver to pop off the little clips around the universal joint and the retaining rings. Once these are removed the drive shaft comes right out. 

Pretty simple. I did end up buying a new universal joint as the old one was a little rusty. It was fairly inexpensive at auto zone. 

Amazon link to new U-joint: https://amzn.to/2Hdz5gw

DIY IKEA "BROR" Shelves Unboxing and Assembly

These shelves were very easy to put together. The directions they came with were very clear. Although the shelves are IKEA brand, they are made in China. That being said, the material they use to make these are probably the absolute bare minimum thickness they could get away with without them falling over. The fact they were made in China keeps the price down, but it keeps the quality down as well. These shelves will serve their purpose but I would definately not introduce a huge load to the units especially if you only purchased one. The fact that I have three linked up here gives them a little stability. Speaking of stability, don't skip installing the "X" shape stiffeners on the backside of these. They do help (reduce)their potential to wobble quite a bit. One thing I did not to in the above video was secure it to the wall. Securing it to the wall will also add to their stability quite a bit as well as add a safety feature to keep them from falling forward, so I recommend doing this.
According to https://www.diy-technician.com the best way to obtain these items is not to try to drag them out of the store on a busy weekend but order them online and have them delivered.



I buy from Ikea but here's why I despise going there.....

They got me. Along with millions of others. I'm no longer unique. No longer a hold out. No longer a spectator. I'm just like the rest. I ran right off the cliff with the rest of the herd. I suppose I would call it jealously more than anything. I'm guess I'm somewhat envious of Mr. IKEA who has figured out a way to repeatedly and painfully victimize me into wasting my precious Saturday mornings and hard earned money on obtaining new items in a profound fashion.

Once being bribed and convinced of the need to uproot myself from a once pleasant weekend morning, the journey starts way too early with a couple of pushes on the i(kea)-phone in order to take a taxi (via Grab app) to the IKEA penitentiary.

Let the root canal begin.

Once arriving at the ant colony, I'm forced by the crowd down a narrow habit trail as the entrance slowly fades away behind me. This is about the time the equivalent to water boarding begins.  My senses become overwhelmed at the various lights, signs, products, chatter, etc. Blood pressure increases and breathing becomes laborious as I watch my fellow prisoners, who appear to be oddly enjoying this experience, load up their wheeled loot holders. The following hour or two is just a blur and it all runs together like bad water color painting.

I now prepare myself for the displeasure of temporarily being held hostage for a few hours by mood altering display nooks littered with unavoidable reduced pricing signs that have a Pavlovian effect on a certain gender of shopper. The slow motion action of one by one removing dollar bills from my wallet starts to play over and over in my head as I start to grow weary, sauntering down the path of least resistance.

Naturally all of this activity makes you hungry. Mr. IKEA does not want hungry prisoners so he has constructed a way to extract more money from each unsuspecting inmate. After finding a temporary place to store your gatherings you must divide and conquer. One of you must go secure and eating location while the other waits in a long line for a 1/2 hour minimum to obtain the food. If you do not time this right you may find yourself with nowhere to eat as the other prisoners do not care to part with thier places at the tables. Seasoned inmates know the routine. The ratio of food sold vs. places to sit are highly offset. Mr. IKEA does not care if you have to stand and eat so as long as you get enough calories in to finish the march of shame up to the check out line.

The post-meal second round of pain begins. I start to sweat as I'm lead back into general population. It's an apprehensive aggravation type of sweat. After all, I'm spending MY time and MY money as the painfully obvious becomes inevitable. My shopping cart is getting fuller the farther I wade into the abyss of consumables. At this point I'm seemingly unable to escape this insanity. This explains why there are no windows from which to make a freedom leap.

As I continue to serve out my sentence for hours while being inundated by "on sale" signs and dimmed lighting displays that tap into one's emotional side, I now start to sympathize with my captor. It is now that I get the pleasure of waiting in a long line to exchange my hard earned cash for items in my cart.

I take a sigh of relief as I feel like the finish line is within reach. The light at the end of the tunnel is growing larger.

In hindsight, I wish my future self could time travel back to my current self, tap me on the shoulder and say, "Go to Starbucks instead", or "say you have to work", or "pretend your wallet was stolen yesterday", then miraculously find it Monday morning, or fake an injury.

After waiting in what seems to be the 10th line of the day, an Aussie mate must have seen the steam leaving my now crimson colored face, when he taps me on the shoulder and says, "Hey mate, they serve cold beer right over there".

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