It began with a simple statement, "I think I'd make more at the Flea Market if my presentation was nicer." One thing lead to another and yep, you guessed it...he came home with lumber, an 8 ft. sheet of plywood and a box of screws.
Now, if you read this blog regularly, then you will know that YKW (you know who) does NOT like to "fix things" or "build things"...it's just not his thing. But let me give credit where credit is due...he tries...WITH my assistance. So on the hottest day on the record books since civilization began...we got started building an 8 ft shelf for my FM booth.
Let the good times roll....gentlemen, start your engines...we are properly laid out and ready to rumble...HOWEVER...
Is it just me? Or do you, too, spot a potential problem? It's obvious that our sawhorses don't get too much use...but I don't know...wouldn't it help if they were at least sort of level? Especially if you are trying to build an 8 ft. shelving unit? So, it begins...
The electric drill I so lovingly and thoughtfully gave as a Christmas gift years ago... should have been charged..."Oh, it will be ready to go in about 15 minutes." Do you remember that song, "Help Me, Rhonda...Help, Help Me, Rhonda"? It began going through my head...
And I know the budget is tight, but can it be a good sign that the legs that will hold up an 8 ft. shelf which will be loaded to the gills with glassware has a number of knotholes? "Oh, it will be fine," reassured YKW.
Here we go...lovely molded sawhorses...steady hand, good intentions....wrong saw. Let's try another one...we have several that are still in their original boxes in the garage. While we are at it, maybe we should bring out another drill...the cordless ran out "of gas" after a few minutes...at this point, the backyard was looking a little like a war zone...Bun T. Wabbit was hovering under the birdbath...fearing for his life...I was hovering in the shade...fearing for mine, too. Sawdust was a'flyin...
But, "Houston, we have a leg!" One end of the leg isn't exactly level, but no matter, we'll just use the end that came from Home Depot cut correctly as the bottom..."it will be just fine".... hmmmm. I dared question.."What about where the unlevel end has to join the top?" There it goes again...that phrase..."It will be just fine." OkyDoky. (sp?)
Then a new phrase began, "It's close enough." Really?
It began to get a little warm...my polyester capris were not exactly what I needed for this ordeal...I sat down in a lawn chair until I was summoned to come hold the leg taunt...my leg was beginning to feel a bit taunt,too ..as well as my head. But I held the leg AND my tongue.
A mere hour and a half had passed...oh, it just seemed to fly by...then we decided to live dangerously and add two more legs in the middle...why not? Surely 6 legs and three braces were enough for 1,000 lbs of glassware. "What about the fact that some of the lumber we were using for braces is a little, well, warped?" I pondered. "Oh, it'll be fine."
We ran out of purchased lumber and rather than drive to HD, we just used some we had "stored for a rainy day" in the garage..."Yes, Virginia, that IS an giant upward swoop on the left." But "it will be fine."
Oops. Maybe not. (That's my Princess Reebok you see at the bottom of the pic...I am in the lawn chair almost passed out.) I am watching this circus in the shade.
Until my foot was needed...yes, in our family two feet are better than none...
Six legs, three braces down and one long back one to go...I see a light at the end of the tunnel. (Hope it's not an oncoming train.) We are now into the third hour of this saga.
After a few more hiccups...another size screw was needed for the back brace...a few flares of wood (and tempers) here and there...I heard him exclaim as he drove out of sight...."It's close enough and to all a good night!" Oh, that's another story...anyhoo... we loaded her up, covered her with a cute table cloth and stacked her high with glassware ...AND GUESS WHAT?
"It WAS just fine!" I have a GREAT husband!
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Hope all your building projects go this well,
7 comments:
I knew it would "be just fine!" You two work well together! Now you have plenty of room for all of your beautiful creations!!
OK, so half way through I'm thinking ....Maybe you could go to Costco and get one of those cheap folding tables??? But, in the end it worked!! Yea hubby! The trial, oh my, we are devastated here, just sick! I believe in Karma and the final judgement day! That gives me some kind of comfort at least. Do we get to see pictures of your table covered with glassware???
Carol
Oh, yes mam, Carol! But after I spent two hours at the FM MOVING EVERYTHING I had in the booth, I think I may have had a mini-heat swoon...I had to come home, shower, and go to bed...I forgot to take pictures!!
Oh I just had to giggle all the way through this. I have heard the same thing and witnessed the same thing from my DH for 27 years. It just cracks me up. My dad was a building contractor and both my sons are engineers, so how in the world did I manage to marry someone that has no idea what a hammer is for. lol Loved the story and so glad it worked. Hugs, Marty
y'all are adorable!! way to go! xo
Too funny! I'm glad everything is 'just fine.' Sounds like a project that will be remembered and laughed over for a long time! ;-)
SO like the projects my sweetheart & I attempt! Must laugh to keep from cussin' sometimes. The table looks great. I would love to have been a little birdie in a tree that day.
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