I might have mentioned my lack of dining room sets in the past? I may have, it appears to be a real issue in my life!
So the Christmas is coming, and instead of cleaning a house, or cooking, or shopping, or building something useful, I spent my day doing the most reasonable thing a person can do when they've spent most of the autumn hauling dinner tables to storages: I built a new one!
About 9 years ago, a shed basically formerly owned by my family was being taken down, they moved it to some picturesque museum yard. I got curious and went to see if there was anything fun in there still, and I found a sheet pressing thingy from the 19th century. Don't ask me how it worked, all I know is that the whole way to my aunt's barn was frozen solid, it was so dark I haven't burned dinners that well ever and my husband was extremely happy when he figured out the damn press had two huge rocks inside it when we managed to get it to a storage.
Well today I thought he might have cooled off enough that I should haul it to the house, and make a dining room table out of it!
I stole the kids sledge and went to pick it up from the barn, I'll spare you the details but it wasn't as much fun and it hadn't lost any weight in the years gone by as I thought. It hadn't shrank either.
Anyway, I found worn wood to make legs out of and I had to put new planks to the sides so one could sit near it (and I will be redoing that in the morning since measuring is not a part of my skill set) and tomorrow I have to use the finishing method
Joekerr suggested a while back to harden the surface or to burn down the house, but tonight I shall enjoy the age old hobby of mine, hauling around tables and chairs. What could be more fun....
The kid is pretending he is me, he wouldn't dare to sit with his feet on the table otherwise.
I swear to coffee I will die under a table slide (mudslide, table slide. It can happen!) and my spouse will demand that my grave will be dug as an extra wide just so he can bury all my treasures with me.
