My birthday was a few days ago, and my request was to spend the day working in the barn. I wanted to do some cleaning/organizing in there, and Josh said he could spend time on the new work table he's been building for the center of the work room.
The table base is made from salvaged metal legs found at the dump a few months back. When I spotted them in the metal dumpster I immediately knew they would be great for a work table, but they were pretty far down and too heavy for me to pull out on my own. When I want something in the dumpster, 95% of the time I pull it out myself while Josh pretends he doesn't know me. He still has some vestiges of pride and does not want to be seen "scavenging". That's understandable, but this time I really wanted those table legs so I begged for help until he relented. As he pulled each leg out, he announced loudly for all in earshot to hear, "Are you sure you really want these? OK, if you insist..."
The table is not done yet, but here's a little peek...
The table making was cut short when our load of gravel for the front of the house arrived.