Day 323 Little old wine drinker me

23rd June 2018

I made a start on the monolith, the plan was to reduce the depth and turn into a hutch. I had done a similar thing before, and it sold pretty quick. So with my saw in hand I made a start on the long cut. Quite quickly I discovered that cutting through veneered chipboard was not so easy as plywood, it was harder to keep the blade on line. There were also more partitions to negotiate, but I carried on regardless.

We decided to move out of the Holland store and concentrate our effort on selling direct.

What swayed our decision was the comment that the person who had bought our island gave us. We asked her why she bought it direct from us rather than visit a store to buy it. Her answer was, she could see the piece more clearly from the image on-line, if it were in a store there would be more clutter and distractions. That was the point I had made. In the Tin Roof some furniture was lost in a mass of stuff piled on top, especially things like coffee tables which get covered in all sorts of crap, so much so that it become a display support for other items.

We went to Bethanne’s for dinner, and to listen to the problems she has with her daughter, a lot of this is familiar to Kelli who has had issues with Greer, but not to the same extent.

This was definitely a wine drinking time, unfortunately I had to wait until we got home, the a glass of white went right down the throat without touching the sides.

We usually wind down the evening watching Grace and Frankie, a series that had a thousand episodes, or that is how it seems.

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Author: peterb51

I am a practical person, I love making things, and especially working with wood. I appreciate good design, music and food.

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