There are many things that can strain a marriage. Deconstructing household items (without the other’s consent) is one.
This all started years ago when I was a local theater director. The hubby would show up and shriek (in the most manly way possible) when he saw the stage.
“MEL! Why are half of our home furnishings on the stage???”
“I needed the table as a prop. On, and the blanket. And that other table. You understand.”
You’d think I would have learned to ask him before doing that again. In my mind, taking apart an antique apple brandy barrel (AKA our living room end table) that was already falling apart was doing him a favor. Or something. He had noticed me eyeing it up before he left for a meeting that morning.
“Mel. No. I can see that look in your eyes. Leave the furniture alone.”
“But..but…I need staves and rings to work on this idea I have.”
“Buy an old barrel.”
“We have three in our house already. And look, this one is already falling apart.”
“Please don’t take it apart while I’m away.”
He leaves. I start poking at the barrel, then tip it over. It falls apart. He comes back later to see me staring sheepishly at the dilapidated barrel and gives me a look.
“It fell apart when I tipped it.” Best. Wife. Ever.
I asked for forgiveness. I have a very tolerant husband. And then I got to work.
By deconstruction an old barrel piece by piece, you end up with enough leftover parts to reconstruct a SECOND barrel (yes, this was my pitch to Chris – “why have just one when I can make twwwwwoooooooo?”) AND some extra pieces for other projects.
The end result? Two tables that are remarkably stable and functional. I like the rust marks where the rings were. They can also be made where the rings are realigned with the marks so you don’t see them if you aren’t a fan of rust rings. I’m also going to make these with shelves underneath to hold glasses and bottles…once I get my hands on another barrel that is not currently on my property.
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