There came a time when the kids were getting bigger that it was decided we needed a toy box and it needed to be a size that would house all their toys, of which they had many.
As we lived in the bush at the time and this was before online shopping, we could either get a local handyman to make it for us or I could make it.
So full of confidence I went to the hardware store to purchase the necessary items. Where the box was to be placed in the house was decided and careful measurements taken to ensure the box would fit neatly.
I set to work. The toolbox my wife had given me on our first Christmas was opened, the tools I needed at the ready and away I went.
With rule, hammer and saw in hand the box slowly started to take shape. I measured and then I re-measured to make sure each step of the way.
It was to have a lid and so was designed to fit snugly. The lid required hinges and so I had to apply myself with all diligence to the job to set the hinges in place and assure the lid would easily close.
I stood back looking at my accomplishment. It looked and felt like the ideal toy box. The kids would be happy and even more, my wife would be pleased.
Disaster struck when I delivered it to its resting place. For reasons unknown and to this day puzzles me, the box didn’t fit. It was too long.
Needless to say, there was unhappiness and a degree of ridicule all round.
The problem was solved rather quickly by my sawing off the offending length and fitting it back together.
The exercise taught me several things. I have limited ability when it comes to construction and that realisation has followed me through life. Measuring tapes cannot be trusted.
Always get help when anything requiring assembly comes my way. Taking on a job requiring anything to be assembled, can and probably will result in humiliation
Apart from that, the toy box served its purpose albeit somewhat misshapen.
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All that work and it didn’t fit. So sad.
It was at the time.
I think it is brave to take on a project like that. My kind of thing.
In hindsight it was a good idea I just didn’t have the skills to pull it off.
DIY is always challenging yet satisfying
It’s certainly challenging
Aww this is a wonderful story, a shame it had to be adjusted at the end but anything built with love and goodwill is still beautiful. Thank you so much for sharing and joining in with:
Thanks so much.
Oh we know how that feels Michael, only with us it was kitchen work tops. It was the perfect fit, nut didn’t…………….. why? We had forgotten to allow for the row of tiles getting the damn thing in place!
As “they” say, it’s the thought that counts.
Aah, that’s a bit like my son-in-law when he went and bought a new upright stove. He thought he had the right measurements for the space the stove would go. Ooops! Ended up having to shave 6cm off the drawers on one side. Just as well he can turn his hand to just about anything. LOL proud ma-in-law here 🤣
Some people are very resourceful
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I love a man who can do a little carpentry but I love a man who can accept his limits! 😘
His limits were accepted very grudgingly