Things I hate: Gouging my own eyes out with a spoon, and being pulled away from a project for more than a couple days.
It’s been a week since I’ve been able to devote any time to the legs of my workbench. This morning I sneaked into the shop and hid there for three hours. My plan was to start mortising the top to receive the legs. The legs, meanwhile, had other ideas.
These legs are still a little wet. They’re not squirting like FreshenUp gum, but they are a little moister than I like. After I cut these honking-long joints and departed for Indiana (and then New York), the joints dried out a bit in my absence and a couple of them twisted a little.
So I fetched my big Buck Bros. chisel this morning and pared away. They’re in good shape , for now. But you can bet that tomorrow morning I’m going to bust my hump to get the legs driven into the top.
– Christopher Schwarz