My husband Mike can’t stop working. His brain, anyway. A well known problem solver among his peers, the man’s mind works problems in his sleep. We’re completely different, of course. My dreams are frothy, happy things. A problem in my dream world becomes a nightmare.
He’s a genius, of course, and can do anything. Fix anything. So when the man wants to do something besides work… it’s a really good thing!
Enter woodworking. (I know; it’s work too.) He’s just getting started but instead of simply buying the tools guess what he’s doing…?? Making them, of course. And making stands for them to sit on and twirl around on…. yeah, genius.
When he saw me bookmarking risers in my Amazon list he proclaimed his intent to make one and I said ‘ok’ but had reservations. Silly me.
This is a shot of the riser he made me for the new bathroom.
Isn’t it sweet?
There have been other hobbies (that he tries to turn into work) but I hope he sticks with this one. After all, we have another bathroom to renovate.
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