I finished this!

This next one is skipping ahead a bit because I got stuck in the process, but hell yeah finished door and some finished and unfinished drawers!

Oh boy oh boy if you thought this was over you were incorrect. Behold: A door!

I learned a lot of things hanging this door. Chief among them is that I do not love hanging doors.

Alright. Time for the full dry fit pics. I really couldn’t be happier with this. Considering I’ve never built anything like this before, things are moving along swimmingly. If a bit rhomboid.

Ok fine I won’t wait. Here’s the face frame installed. Guess how much of it is perfectly square.

I didn’t take any pictures at all of how I built the face frame for this. But I did make a pretty fundamental error with them, which I’ll share next. That’s the next major milestone here. Face: framed. For now I’ll post the rest of the cabinet structure, with all its nifty but unnecessary detail.

Speaking of. This size panel was new for me. I was worried. It came out prettydamn nice though. I didn’t even have to commune with festoolian gods for it.

Later you will see it cut to size and installed. But not now. That would be skipping ahead.

Close on some of the interior structure. After these posts, the next person to see this detail will be whoever uninstalls the top panel for some future reason.

Maybe they’ll be delighted by it.

Maybe I’ll draw some lurid iconography, to occupy the anthropologists.

You’re unlikely to find out.

I measured very carefully how much material I would need to compensate for on the central shelf of this carcass, given the dados it was meant to slide into. And then I removed that much from baseline instead of adding it.

So this piece is 1.5” shorter than designed.

Congratulations, me.

For this one let’s see if hashtags are a thing. I am suspicious that they are to social media as crystals are to healing, but what is true of crystals if you believe in their efficacy is that they *feel* helpful regardless of what is actually going on.

So.

#woodworking #custom-furniture

Phew.

I have a woodworking project that I will now begin to share with strangers on the internet. Here is but a teaser. An appetizer for the forthcoming incomplete recollection of the process so far, which will eventually and mercifully conclude with an inexpertly staged photograph of the finished piece.

With all our beauty and care and love and wonder, we truly could be better than this. But enough of us have had those senses poisoned that it’s more profitable for some to offer odds on the apocalypse than it is to invest in its avoidance.

I have forgotten what new disappointment feels like.

Here’s another one!

I made this sandwich the day before you dropped this, and I no joke pledged my love to it. (Before devouring it whole. Because love.)

I keep telling myself he's immortal. I hope knowing it's a lie helps me appreciate the time more. He gets the hugs.