Day 1406 Hinge and Bracket

17th June 2021

Another journey out to collect a piece of furniture. It was a tall rustic dresser that wouldn’t have look out of place on the set of Game of Thrones.

Thank goodness it was easy to find. There are a number of these new estates springing up around Holland, and I mean springing up.

These are pre-fabricated and delivered on flat bed trucks and bolted together on site. These are a new take on the mobile homes. When completed with added siding, they look like conventional houses albeit identical to the next to it. The place resembles a POW site without watchtower.

Some have garages, like the house I went to. It was full of stuff that the couple have been selling on behalf of their mother for three years. It’s interesting meeting different people hearing their stories, this pair were no exception. They were telling me that the mother was a hoarder, she just bought stuff all the time for no other reason than to collect things.

I remembered going through all my mother’s possessions after she died, a very sad reminder of things that meant something to her, but of no value(other than sentimental) to anyone else.

I loaded the piece into the truck, using a bungee to keep the hatch closed, then off to Menards for some ladder brackets.

This was outside my comfort zone, trying to find stuff in a different area of this vast store without asking for assistance. This was a challenge and a half. I must have spent over fifteen minutes going up and down the isles reading all the signs without success. I even went outside into the garden area, but they were not there.

In the end I did admit defeat and had to ask a young chap for help. He sent me to the only area I hadn’t been, and there was the bracket section. It was full with every bracket known to man, brackets that could support every item that could be supported. My farty ladder brackets were puny compared with the ones where you could hang a truck. I stood there thinking of any other things I could use, but in the end I stuck with just my ladder brackets.

On my return Kelli informed me that she had found a free dresser in Fennville, so would I be up for collecting that one?

I threw down a quick cup of tea then headed off. It was a twenty minute journey, and I found the place easily. The lady had started clearing out her shed, and was desperately trying to get rid of as much stuff as she could. The dresser looked a bit distressed, the doors were stored in the top drawer and there was a large hole in the base, but apart from that it could be a good restore.

Once I got back I unloaded it but left it outside the garage.

The sun was quite warm and I noticed the paint on the top had started to lift, I was able to peel a strip of finish off easily.

Of course once I did that I wanted to see what the top was like stripped.

I spent the next half an hour doing just that exposing an oak veneer top that was complete but it had stains on it. I decided to call it a day, there would be plenty to do tomorrow.