So, it worked out that I finally finished my tall worktable this morning, while still mulling over that question from the debate. Now you know at least one more thing Angie doesn't know-- how to build furniture! Oh, dang, if I'd decorated this thing with a list of things I learned from scrapping this together, there would be no room left for all these cool paint decorations. By the way, those look funky because I freehanded all of them. They are far from perfect, but I got great satisfaction from doing them. Yep, patience has never ever been my defining quality (beginning with me being about 5 years old and sticking my hand in the still very hot bowl of homemade fudge my mom was getting ready to pour into a pan...mmm, chocolate!), and drawing or painting lines without using a guide is one heck of a cardiovascular workout for that single teeny-tiny patience muscle I have.
Hmm, where was I? Got distracted by the mention of fudge. Do you know that almost forty years later, what I remember about that night is not the pain but the image of that bowl of hot fudge and creamy and yummy it looked? Anyway, the list. The list of things I learned from this project includes:
- You really should make a plan before you start cutting. All I knew was I wanted a tall table with a curved edge, so I cut the piece of plywood for the top and then hodgepodged it the rest of the way. The brace pieces aren't all the same size because I didn't want to head back to the hardware to get another wide piece of board for the bottom front. I went ahead and used the wide part on three sides so I can store my big boxes of clay down there and keep them corralled a little bit.
- Certain size nails will split certain cheap pieces of pine! Finishing nails might be great for the visible surfaces but won't hold together two pieces of wood when one is slightly bowed! If you pull out nails, then a clump of spare polymer clay really isn't a very good substitute for putty to fill those holes!
- After two cans of cheap spray paint, a couple of coats of the good red paint, and more than a few @#$@$'s, I actually heard what my brother and mother said about p-r-i-m-e-r. Well, duh. I was working on the cheap, so I thought those coats would do the trick. Eh-eh. After a coat of primer, the rest went on soooooo much more smoothly.
P.S. I actually like the idea that made its way into the response of both candidates. What I don't know is what will happen in the future, but what I do know is I will find a way to learn whatever it is I need to know to deal with it.