Have you ever so escaped reality that you couldn't hear Tina Turner singing Only The Best in the background? Have you ever left the real world to awaken feeling so relaxed you had no idea the time of day?
It was worked to perfection. Two mortises, one at the top, the other just at the waist. It was smooth and sleek. Her natural color is blonde but with age, will turn darker.
She wasn't alone. Along side of her where her two friends of 4/4 cherry polished to a sheen with the most perfect tenons I've ever seen. When together, they measured slightly over five feet tall and 76 inches across. Before me rests the perfect headboard. Sensual, sharp, rich with natural color waiting for the interior decorator to choose the fabric.
Damn, it's 6:30 pm and I've been in that garage all day long. I have to return to reality. Who turned off Tina? I must have Tina in the background if I'm expected to create!
Some days, even when you haven't finished everything, you just have to stand back and appreciate the zen like state you've achieved for the moment. The reward for all your hard work can't be measured in the dollars in your account. It has to be measured in the pleasure you bring others.
When the headboard is finished "she who must always be obeyed" (did you love Rumpole of the Bailey?) will give her all too understated blessing providing me with the sliver of gratitude I must call pleasure. What else could a man ask for?
Photos of the headboard to follow next week, lacking the fabric.
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