Towards the end of January, Eric and I were having a casual conversation and I happened to mention that it would be nice to have a dining room table that matched the rest of our furniture. I then saw a little twinkle in his eye and he immediately disappeared into the garage and came back with a tape measure. Well it has a been a marathon of work, grief, excitement, disappointment, satisfaction, and relief ever since. He borrowed a computer program from his brother that let him design the whole thing to scale and in 3D. This is the part that I was most involved in. He let me custom make the table exactly how I wanted to look, a one of a kind. He decided to build it completely from scratch so he bought the wood from ‘National Wood Supply.’ Now I knew nothing about wood so I was expecting the nice little, clean-cut piece like you get from Lowe’s. Instead Eric started hauling in piles of the ugliest wood I have ever seen. It was scratched, burned, knotted, and cut to all different sizes and widths. I looked him straight in the eye and said, “Your going to build me table and chairs out of that?!” Well after six hours of planing the wood to make it the same, smooth size we had a beautiful stack of oak.
Eric got a little help from his dad and brother, even I helped with the stuff that didn’t require much skill (including using all the power tools!), but 99% of the work, Eric did all by himself. Well after lots of blood, sweat, and tears (literally) he is finished. Feel free to be jealous!!! I'm so proud of him.