There was no good spot to put our stuff.
And with kids, there's just so. much. stuff.
I mentioned to Steve that a simple coat rack/hook thing would be great in that hallway.
So this man decides to chop down a tree in our woods and make me one.
No shit. Ok.
I think I had mentioned in a previous post that Steve's maternal grandfather "Teenie" had given Steve ALL of his carpentry tools when he passed away.
He has every kind of saw. And probably multiples.
He has 10 of the exact same nail guns.
He has a portable air compressor.
He has a full sized, ginormous air compressor.
He has a band saw, a mitre saw, a table saw, a circular saw, seriously, every single carpentry tool, he has it.
I'm really glad he enjoys building things and using all these tools. Grandpa would be so proud.
I wanted it to have a "natural" edge on it, so that's why he cut down his own tree to do this.
He left it outside to get "weathered."
He bought a "welcome to our home" sign for it.
There's even a bullet fragment in it, that adds just a bit of character.
Sorry for the terrible cell phone pic and bad lighting
I absolutely love this. I love that Steve hand made this for me. (And, this is for those people who know me IRL - look at the coat hangers - don't they look like little wieners? Haha!)
The natural bark edge that he kept.
I told him he should start an ETSY shop and start selling :)
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