Woodworking runs in the McCoy family. I’ve recently gained an interest in its art form. Danny and I have dabbled here and there, building a simple plant stand for the four plants we had in 2012, then again when we built a better plant stand for our 25 plants we kept alive in 2013.
I recently wanted to build a coffee table. Without help. Just wanted it to be my baby. Usually I’ll ask Danny to handle the saws and power tools while I, along with help from our dogs, supervise and/or look up/talk about the next project we’ll start on. Seriously, I’ve got a problem with cutting one project off to start another one.
I used the same concept for our first plant stand and the wood I already had. I got
confident cocky and built a terrible coffee table. It was a depressing table. Like the kind of table that wobbles regardless of how many cracker packets you put under it.
None of my cuts were straight and, oddly enough, they don’t straighten themselves out when you screw the frame together. They didn’t offer a woodworking class at my high school.
Danny had faith that I could fix it on my own, so I left it under the carport for two weeks and cursed at it every time I saw it. I figured it would learn its lesson and straighten its act up. Ahh, ya get it?!
I finally got over my irritation. I unscrewed everything. I made some straighter, more accurate cuts, and screwed everything back together. No wobbling anymore!
I high-fived myself.
Congratulations, Lauren, for giving up on this project for two weeks!
I applied the paper bag technique to give it the faux leather look.
Stained it, applied polyurethane and put that sucker in the living room. It’s fully functional…for now!
I had everything on hand except for two 2x4s, so this whole project cost me $5.67.
Stewie thought this was his photo shoot. I didn’t have the heart to tell him it wasn’t.
We’ll see how that goes.
Does woodworking run in your family? Have you built a coffee table recently?
Is your dog a diva when you pull your camera out?