Life can sometimes feel like a series of unfinished woodworking projects. I start with an idea and the best intentions, and something goes off the rails. In this case, it’s the under-workbench cabinet from last year. The case has been sitting around, taking up space in my workshop since before American Thanksgiving. But, unable to get back to sleep around 330am, I decided to push it forward and nail on the tongue-and-groove case back.
This was never meant to be fine furniture. In fact, it’s sized to fit underneath my Stent Panel workbench. But I’ve gotten used to keeping my saw benches there, so I’ve finally confirmed its new purpose as furniture. Some 16″ hairpin legs will raise the deck to 36″. The perfect height for a dry bar.
The plan was always to dado in some shelves in one cubbyhole and add a door to the other. I don’t think that’s the best use of the space if it’s not workshop storage. Instead, I will add a drawer to the top of each cubbyhole and use the space beneath each drawer for book storage. I probably should have done that stuff before nailing on the backboards, but when has patience ever been my first option?
There is something profound about the process of laying out, drilling and driving nails. I usually listen to music while woodworking, but I always forget to hit play with dividers in hand. I guess it’s so I can hear the change in tone as the nail clears the pilot hole and bites the wood.
It’s been a few months since I’ve cut any half blind dovetails. They go quicker in pine, but tend to be a bit more ragged than in hardwoods. I have a fine dovetail saw (20 tpi) that works well for those tasks.
It’s around here somewhere, anyway.