What I'm sharing today definitely doesn't count as a giant FAIL in the classic sense, although I've had my fair share of those, all of which stem from the fact that I know what I'm doing only about 7.5% of the time. Eh, fake it 'til you make it, right?
Anyhoosies, I've mentioned several times that I had grand plans to build my own little version of IKEA's Hemnes Sofa Table. I bought the material, made "The Plan," and then psyched myself up... for a month or two. (It's cold here in the winter, y'all. I can think of 17,543 things I'd rather do more than stand in my garage in snowy weather with a rapidly freezing runny nose filled with sawdust. Sounds tempting, no? I do love to paint a picture with words.)
I finally got tired of waiting, even though the trees are all still bare here in
Narnia my town and the near constant wind is insisting on ruining my best laid dress-wearing-cute-hair plans. It's sort of springy... kind of. Temperatures in the low 40's count, right?
This week I built my sofa table, and it looks nice except for one thing...the legs.
Oy, the legs. Or "squatty toadstool hooves," as I lovingly call them. You see, I changed some things to "The Plan" last minute and I thought I had adjusted everything but forgot to adjust the leg length to reflect the wider trim. So now instead of a few inches of leg showing at the bottom, I was left with those. Bah.
What do YOU think?
I am thinking about cutting some extra pieces of wood just an inch or two long and carefully adding them to the bottom, then puttying and sanding the heck out of them with my magic seam-disappearing skills. Like permanent elevator shoes for my table. I don't want it to be crazy tall, just a teensy bit leggier. I've got carpet, guys! Those suckers will literally disappear and I'll have a miraculously floating squat table behind my couch if I don't do something.
Also, please know that if I do decide to add some length to the legs, by the time I share the plan and instructions with you I will have meticulously updated "The Plan" to reflect the new, improved measurements. That way my sofa table will be the only one needing therapy for its height issues.
While I mull my options though, I thought I'd see if anyone else had any brilliant ideas to fix my little 'oops' that were better than my brother-in-law's first suggestion of 'sell it and build another one.'
I don't like building stuff that much, dude. No thanks.