This is how I redeem myself after a week of not working in the shop…
Big tools. Barn beams. Copious amounts of sawdust.
Okay, actually, I’ve been working on this little project off and on for a few weeks. It is one of the five on my current project list, and for good reason. This is what my kitchen table looks like:
On any given day it’s hard to tell if I’m eating breakfast, or wiring a small nuclear warhead.
I am actually devoid of horizontal workspaces inside the house, so the kitchen table gets the brunt of it. And you know if I’m not wiring a light fixture then I’m sketching out plans for furniture or disassembling some old door hardware. And I’d just sort of accepted the fact that probably I’ll end up eating a piece of wire insulation with my eggs one day. Until I saw this…
Um. I’m sorry. I don’t know if I fully comprehend… is that? Is that a workshop? Is that a workshop inside your living room?
Oh, it is? Okay good. Please don’t mind me while I bring in my sleeping bag and cat and just curl up and live under your workbench here.
I mean, holy shit. Why didn’t I think of that?
I mean, you know my little sawdust covered heart goes pitty-pat over dudes with beards, right?
And, along with that fantastic facial hair, their workshop-inside-a-living-space struck a chord with me. I love my actual shop, of course, but I need a space inside this house for less heavy-duty projects and more tinkering. And, oh, hey, would you look at that…
I have five hundred gazillion rooms in this house, and that one right behind those doors seems perfect for a little tinkering.
After browsing back through my pinterest boards and coming across this…
I knew what I had to do.
I headed out to my big old pile of barn wood and got to work.
This interior workbench will go in the middle of my “office” (yes, for those of you keeping track, I’ve decided not to put it in the small room off the parlor).
Other than the barn beams, I’ve been acquiring pieces for it here and there over the last few weeks. The old barn wood wouldn’t work for the top, so I bought some rustic maple planks to create a work surface that fits with the theme of the bench without giving me excessive splinters.
And some of 6″ casters so I can actually move this beast around. It’s going to weigh close to 250 pounds when I’m done with it.
At 3′x5′, I’m actually going to have to bring it into the house in pieces and assemble it in here. Because a.) it won’t fit through the doorways, and b.) I won’t be able to lift it on my own.
So. There’s a little sawdust and progress for you. And something for me to look forward to checking off the list this weekend.