I reserve the right to recant the following statement at any point and time; a Walmart nightstand is looking pretty good right now. It probably didn't help that I decided to begin the nightstand project in my Alabama garage at high noon. I really wanted to try to follow the directions with this one, as I rarely do. I removed the hardware on both nighstands, spread out my plastic drop cloth, and wiped the furniture down. In order to apply the chemical stripper it says to wear heavy duty gloves (this stuff burns). After about 30 minutes of scraping and sanding I cried uncle and had to take a break inside. As I removed the gloves, sweat dripped out from the inside. That's when I knew I was done for the time being. It will be much more productive to work in the evenings. Maybe the gnats and the mating flies will not swarm me at night time. Let's log about 1 hour of work for today.
Dinner last night had the potential to make me puke in my mouth. It was a crab bisque from Paula Deen. Paula obviously did not make the error. This girl here misread some measurements and ended up with 42 ounces of crab meat in a small amount of broth. Very fishy. Very thick. Very unappetizing. I felt a little bit uneasy as I kept manually opening and draining so many cans of crab. This couldn't be right I thought, but pressed on anyway. The whole thing went down the disposal. I asked Jacob, "Could we have this again? I think it could be really good if it was made correctly". He said, "It will have to be awhile. We need time to forget about this". Haha.
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