My wife and I have been together for about seventeen years, and most all of our furniture are pieces that I have made, at different times. Not everything matches exactly. To be more explicit, I made our dining room table in 1977 and its all red oak, parsons style. At the time I had bought four chairs that looked good with it.
We had given the chairs away to a needy person (son) and was given some chairs that we've been using for about 6 years. Over the last couple of weeks she has been talking about getting a dining room set, that all matches. I kept saying "I can build it". She didn't want to shear any more years off my life and suggested we just go to a furniture store and look around.
Well, yesterday, we went, and it was like going to a car dealership. You drive in and walk up to the front door and some salesman is right there - Johnny on the spot, to "help you out". We went in and found a set that we both liked and sat at the table with the salesman. It was a nice set and all real wood, with inlays and good grain variation. After I crawled underneath and looked all around, we decided to buy it.
So, our talk shifted to details, and I asked him what kind of wood it was, and you wouldn't believe the runaround. After he did his best to explain the wood and finish, I went into a dissertation on woods and finishes that took him by surprise. He sat there like a kid in a classroom for about ten minutes until I finished.
Then he asked me if I was into woodworking. My wife and I both had a belly laugh and I said straight faced, "No, we stayed at a Holiday Inn Express last night".
A THING OF BEAUTY IS A JOY FOREVER - John Keats
We had given the chairs away to a needy person (son) and was given some chairs that we've been using for about 6 years. Over the last couple of weeks she has been talking about getting a dining room set, that all matches. I kept saying "I can build it". She didn't want to shear any more years off my life and suggested we just go to a furniture store and look around.
Well, yesterday, we went, and it was like going to a car dealership. You drive in and walk up to the front door and some salesman is right there - Johnny on the spot, to "help you out". We went in and found a set that we both liked and sat at the table with the salesman. It was a nice set and all real wood, with inlays and good grain variation. After I crawled underneath and looked all around, we decided to buy it.
So, our talk shifted to details, and I asked him what kind of wood it was, and you wouldn't believe the runaround. After he did his best to explain the wood and finish, I went into a dissertation on woods and finishes that took him by surprise. He sat there like a kid in a classroom for about ten minutes until I finished.
Then he asked me if I was into woodworking. My wife and I both had a belly laugh and I said straight faced, "No, we stayed at a Holiday Inn Express last night".
A THING OF BEAUTY IS A JOY FOREVER - John Keats
That's funny! Well, you took the easy way out, but I guess a guy's gotta do that every once in a while.
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