OMG ... someone PLEASE come over here and help me with my husband. I love him dearly ... honest .. but he's killing me.
He is now looking at purchasing table legs to build a table. A whole table. Why? Because he watched the Sharon Schamber video and she mentioned she covered her Costco table, but he doesn't want a pre-made table because he doesn't think the top is *right*.
Anyway ... he found legs but the span of the legs at the bottom is 24" and I told him that with a top of only 18" - I'd trip over the legs. His solution was to make the top wider to fit the legs!! Not enough room in my sewing room for a 24" table!!
OK ... so NOW his solution is to move my whole sewing room into one of the larger rooms to accommodate a super large table that he'll build into the wall so it folds up and pivots out. All he has to do is MAKE THE TOP THAT I ASKED FOR. NO NO NO NO NO!!!
I'm sitting here at my PC and I have a perfect view of his PC at his desk in front of me and I'm watching him visit web site after web site. He's a man posessed and on a mission, but his mission is flawed.
This man is killing me. Part of me is laughing, part of me is grateful that he wants to help me, but part of me wants to slap him silly and say "STOP THE INSANITY!!".