I built a lot of stuff this summer, because
- In Oregon, when the sun comes out, you must leave the house, at once.
- We received a bed frame very much like this for free, but it didn’t have all its parts.
What’s a girl to do but borrow her neighbor’s chop saw and grab a drill? But things got a little out of control.
It was kind of like If You Give a Mouse a Cookie: If you give a girl an old bed frame, she’s going to build a picnic table, and some benches, and a robe hanger, and a wee little picnic table, and a house addition for Gilbert Haffernackle the yard elf.
You may remember that last summer I built a table out of a wooden pallet. No one in my family liked the pallet table. In fact, when my grandmother saw it, she suggested that she would give us money for outdoor furniture as a housewarming present. (Post update: My stepmom and littlest sister would like to go on record that they did like the table. Thank you to them for the unwavering support!)
So with the legs from the pallet table and the chopped up parts from the bed frame, we got a better table.
No lethal splinters. So that’s cool.
Those benches are also from the bed frame. They were built to replace the camp chairs I’d put in our front yard. (Do you see a theme here? I call it white trash turns into somewhat-less white trash.)
And then we needed a place to hang our robes.
And then I made a kid picnic table because my husband got weirded out that I was keeping the new, big table in the front yard as an outdoor dining room. A kid picnic table somehow seemed more acceptable.
At the end of this there were three bed frame legs left, plus a bunch of chopstick-like scraps from our neighbor, so K-Pants and I built another wing for Gilbert Haffernackle the yard elf’s mansion using wood glue.
K-Pants was like, “Mama, I am done with this craft.” And I was like, “Me too. I hate crafts. Why are we doing this?” But I think it’s pretty avante-garde-awesome, and it will probably get Gilbert Haffernackle into Architectural Digest.