I don’t really remember what I was doing when my wife uttered those words to me, not that it really mattered, whatever is was it was dropped like a bad habbit and I followed after her to see what she wanted.
“I want a box with shelf to go here in between these two windows so I can get some of this stuff off the kitchen counter.”
Out came the tape measure (there is one in the kitchen for just such an emergency). We looked and discussed overall dimensions and off the workshop I went, a happy little woodworker….
Ugh…I live in Norther New England and it was a not so pleasant 20 degrees out in the shop that early afternoon. I fired up the old woodstove, loaded it up good and came back and hour later … now it was 40 degrees. At lease I could do some work without my hands hurting.
Cabinet grade plywood … check! Kreg Pocket Hole Jig … check! Iron On Edge Banding … check! 1/4″ Plywood for the back panel … check! (OMG, I might not have to go to Home Depot or Lowes to do this!)
Three hours later (and the shop now at 65 degrees) the wipe on varnish was dry enough to bring the piece into the house.
I certainly wasn’t super complicated, but it was a fun build, it looks pretty nice, and it was what she-who-must-be-pleased wanted.
I hope to hang it tonight.