Author: peterb51

30th October 2017
I have another furniture piece that has come back from Farmgirl that hasn’t sold. It was a simple bookcase that usually sells, but this one has outstayed its welcome. Kelli decided that I need to try to make it a little more interesting.

I am know to complicate things, and this will be no exception. I am not saying that I make it more saleable, but it will look a little different.

I am also preparing timber for the Fifteen Bucks project, that will be trimmed tomorrow.

The weather changed a bit, for the first time I worked in the garage with the door closed.

Although the clocks have not changed here yet, it is dark by seven.

It was only a few weeks ago that it was bloody hot, and light until nine, the things seem to change so quickly, or I am so busy to notice?

29th October 2017

I did a bit more wood planing, but stopped in case it riled the God police, as it was Sunday. Instead I accompanied Kelli and her daughter Greer, to the mall in Grandville. Normally I would rather have a pointed thing inserted in my bottom than to visit such a place, but as I was chilled, and up for anything I decided to go along.

(It was closing time)

Kelli had been there the day before and bought things that then had to be returned, hence the trip today. I am always baffled by that concept of “renting” things for the night and then returning them the next day, except for tools and cars, and costumes……….well maybe it’s not so strange after all. Anyway the mall is a mall. From Hong Kong, to Bangalore all malls are the same, they are bright and perfumed selling things you don’t really need, but they are a good place to hang out. 

Eyebrow threading, who on earth would want their eyebrows threaded? This is Asian torture disguised as a beauty treatment, it is worse than gaffa tape on your nether regions (so I am told)

If you want your eyes all red and puffy, just pick a fight with a skinhead.

During the drive back there was a wonderful sunset, crazy cloud formations over the lake make for an amazing end of day.

28th October 2017

It’s Saturday, and in keeping with our rule of not working at the weekend, I was in the garage planing timber. I had some tops to lay up so I had to prepare the pallet wood to make them.

Once that was done, I had to take them up to Dave’s to cut them to size.

As I was using his saw, it started making a strange noise. Now to avoid a potential nightmare scenario of the saw blade coming loose and slicing through my chest, I turned everything off and investigated the problem. It turned out to be a mis-alignment of the drive belt pulleys, which once re-positioned worked fine. 

We had dinner at Pereddies, our regular haunt, and a good excuse for a fine red and pasta.

There was sleet in the rain on the way back, I guess the weather is heading for snow, suddenly working in the garage doesn’t look that fun.

27th October 2017

What a bloody interesting day today was.

I spent the morning stripping pallets we scrounged yesterday. I assembled the new base for the “fifteen bucks” project, and repaired some shelf parts. I have got lots of good wood for other jobs awaiting.

It was a bit chilly, so I lit the fire again. Kelli had to volunteer some hours at Lakeshore, so things were a bit quiet, but I went to the Bob Evans restaurant for lunch with Dave (Kelli’s dad) so that broke the day up.

I have a couple of project to help him with, once I get some time spare.

Holland has changed a lot since I first started coming here. It just seems so much busier, “Why aren’t these people working?” Dave commented. I remember always being able to park in the downtown area, but now it is almost impossible. There are also some rude people about. Motorists don’t thank you for letting them in, they beep their horns if you’re a micro second late pulling away from a green light. The place has lost touch with courtesy and good manners, it has become a place for self interest and “eff you buddy”.

26th October 2017

There was plenty to do today. The large (Freebie) dresser was sold yesterday, so the race was on to fill the vacant spot.

Top place was the four drawer oak dresser, but it needed two wooden knobs for the top drawer. Kelli had also created something interesting with one of the zombie chairs, but needed me to fit the seat. 

I managed to scrounge a couple of knobs from Kelli’s dad, Dave, and got them fitted.

We loaded the truck with the furniture, and food for the journey, and set off.

Dropping stuff off is never simple, it nearly always means a complete re-plan. It’s important that the space always looks fresh. There is a tendency to leave spaces the same, some of the booths look as old as the stuff in it, which is not good retail practice.

I had my hair cut today. I was planning just to let it grow long, I should have realised that the good years for my hair stayed in the sixties, now it’s like the stubble on a goats chin, so I was a bit disillusioned, it began to look lanky and untidy, so I trusted my hair with an American with scissors. Her name was Kailyn, a tall girl with a friendly manner. In England, I have been going to the same hairdresser for over thirty years, so I never had to tell them what I wanted cutting, it was all unsaid, so trying to tell someone different was really hard. There might be a rule that all hairdressers follow, a rule that says, “dispite what the customer thinks they want, do it the way you want, they will never complain”, I guess I would fall into that category.

Just an update to autum, Larry’s tree is quite beautiful.

25th October 2017
The beach was almost deserted, the sun was shining, and some brave sailors were out on the big lake. Kelli, the dogs and I, were taking the fresh air along the waters edge. This is the time when you can pretend that all this is yours.

Windswept Kelli

A very hungry fish.
I had spent the morning oiling the top and fronts of the four drawer dresser, and repairing the zombie chairs. The effects of my cold are still present, but I feel much better.

I lit a fire outside thinking it would give out a little bit of heat, instead all it produced was thick clouds of smoke. I didn’t know if my coughing was due to the fire or the cold, but the exercise did me good.

Kelli bought some crackle effect liquid that is suppose to have some effect on the paint, she was using it on a bench that I had to fill in a heart-shaped hole. She covered the bench in this crackle stuff, then went over it with a light colour, as the effect started, it worked everywhere except where I had filled the heart.

I have been cursed with this job, I lovingly cut a wooden plug, then bonded it into the hole, filled it, then painstakingly sanded it until l could not feel any imperfections, but still it shows through.

24th October 2017
The rain continues, so it’s on with the sweater.

I started work on the zombie chairs seeing what was holding them together. Once the seat was removed, I could see the joints must have been bonded with Dracula spit that had dried out, so I re-fitted and re-bonded the rails.

Earlier we had delivered the furniture that we moved out Farmgirl into Lakeshore. From what was still there, sales must have been quiet, not a good October.

A trip to Lowes to stock up with sandpaper meant I could complete the top to the oak dresser we bought at the weekend.

It was good to see the pictures of the space at Farmgirl, the transformed Fido’s Coffin and the four drawer dresser take pride of place.

I am always amused at the way Kelli has to prepare food for even the shortest journey. It is like we’re going on a great adventure, there is a small bag of apple pieces, cashews nuts, a tub of hummus and some crackers. The car sometimes looks like the inside of a supermarket trolley, with food and water bottles squeezed between the seats.

The problem is, I now have expectations that there will be food, on any trip, and I start to feel hungry even before we get to the end of the road.

23rd October 2017

There are many things that really piss me off. One of these are time wasters.

In my short stay I have experienced the effects these people have on someone trying to make a living as a small business owner.

Although Kelli takes it in her stride as part of the hazards of the type of work she has chosen to do, but there are people on social media who get a kick out of leading people on.

An example is when the promise of a purchase is so strong that you can taste it, only for an excuse to come through later. There are lots of people like Kelli trying to scratch a living, with profit margins so small, some people even have the nerve to haggle!

This is a real insult to the work that is put into these unique pieces, and I have decided to keep a log of these time wasters (much to the disapproval of Kelli), but I want to know how often these people try the same scam.

Okay rant over.

Boy did it rain today, it was just like being in the UK. In a raincoat that I kept here, I found seven dollars. “That’s mine” shouted Kelli, sucking the notes out of my hand before I could close my fingers.

We had to take some of the new things to Hudsonville, and take bits out that had to go to Lakeshore.

We spent a couple of hours moving, and re-moving things around. I had to hang some small picture panels on the wall. The first went okay, but as I banged the nail into the wall for the second, the first fell off and hit the floor. I hoped that time would slow down just enough to avoid the panel getting damaged. No such luck. 

Thump! It hit the tiled floor, I quickly grabbed it to inspect the damage. It had landed on a corner, and being made from MDF, had completely crushed. “Shit! will anyone notice?” I was really trying to convince myself.

Kelli noticed, and I grovelled, “I will repair it”.

On the way back we stopped at a huge record store in Granville called “The Corner Record Shop”. That place was filled with used vinyl and CD’s, my idea of heaven.

Kelli found some vinyl, CD’s and cassettes she didn’t have, unfortunately they were all Moody Blues and Justin Hayward, so hurray! 

22nd October 2017
“We’re to meet this guy in a parking lot” she said. “What guy?” I enquired.

“The guy with the chairs”

” What chairs?”

“The ones advertised on Craig’s List”

“So you want us to go to a parking lot, late on a wet Sunday evening to buy some chairs from a stranger?”

“Yes”

“Let’s go then”

The rain was heavy as we set off, images of crazed undead creatures roaming a deserted parking lot, made me think of the people who visit the late night supermarkets.

We pulled into the parking lot.

“We’re to wait over by the fence”

We pulled up next to a dark four-wheeled vehicle.

Out got Chewbacca’s younger brother, a short stocky hairy man with no neck, but bemused that anyone would want what he was carrying.

We transferred the two chairs, and Kelli handed over five bucks, then we went our separate ways.

Looking at the chairs in the light of the garage I could see the full extent of their condition.

You can’t expect much for the money, and I have seen better firewood, they resembled the seats zombies would sit on as they emerged from the ground. 

“They look cool” Kelli exclaimed. Cool is a word to describe virtually everything with potential, but here I believe we have stretched that word to its limit.

21st October 2017

“Did you see that free stuff?” Kelli shouted doing almost a hand-brake turn into a parking area. It happened so fast that I didn’t realise what was happening, I thought it was still the effects of my cold. The car stopped suddenly, “There! those wooden crates, get them!” I jumped out of the car by instinct, not that I really wanted to be seen grabbing items next to a “FREE” sign, but I did it. The crates looked like they had seen better days, maybe fifty years ago, but what do I know? There were also some solid rubber blocks, not knowing what they were, we took those anyway.

We had just come from the Goodwill on the south side of town and found an old four drawer dresser of solid oak. It was old because it had the circular style drawer joints that pre-ceded machine manufactured dovetails.

I couldn’t wait to get it back to start work cleaning it up.

First we had to go the the Goodwill on the north side. This is bigger, and on a Saturday it gets really busy. A few months ago I wouldn’t have been seen dead in a place like this, but I have learned that it is a great form of recycling. They take care in what is accepted, so clothing is nearly new, and the furniture is complete, and usable, but maybe not stylish, or at least until we’ve got our hands on it.