WHAB: Still Forming Woodworking Shop & Future Grow Residence
Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2021 1:24 am
First: I am glad I decided to return. I hope to see the many accounts that have been kind, friendly and generous to me. I'm forever grateful. I'm even glad to see some accounts that view me less favorably. That's life.
I missed you all!
I was going to start with pictures of the first woodworking space I set up but there are way too many and they're not on this machine or my current phone - both went tits up. I lost everything on the phone, unretrievable....and I still have that old box but I have never tried to open the hard drive since it took a shit.
I took a piled up mess of a storage building (here's one I took the time to C&P from IG)
That pile was over 6 feet tall - and with the help of my BIL - created a functioning woodworking woodshop. I was really starting to get things sorted out. I built a few items there. Two special items to me, anyway. One was a bathroom cabinet I made out of the exhaust hood enclosure out of my sister's kitchen after she died. The other is very special in that the wood I used was salvaged from a 1950's rebuild of Fort Leonard Wood.
That all went South when my BIL kept digging deeper and deeper into my relatively - at the time - empty pockets and making unreasonable demands that forced me to leave - the end of 2019.
I landed here at my brother's place and was living in an RV my niece has here. While I was sitting it out I was planning on dropping a shed-to-house building here. I had my brother's approval. I was in discussions with the local vendor. I let him know my situation and he was very willing to help me out in any way he could.
My niece moved out. The 1924 Schoolhouse was offered to me.
This is how it started - August 2017 - first time I had ever seen it. Starting at the North wall and going clockwise.
*note: I just went and grabbed them from my IG account and saved them to this box. I won't be doing much more of that. What a PIA! But, I thought it was important as a starting point. At this point no one had any plans on doing anything with it. It was pretty run down. I had imagined it from the start that it would make a GREAT woodworking woodshop. Imagined.*
This was just beyond the dilapidated front doors. An amazing original 4 foot wide pocket door. My brother didn't actually own the place at that point so I didn't go beyond that measly padlock.
This is the original tin ceiling in that vestibule. Those are dirt dauber residences up there (you should see the attic . There is only one small piece of that original tin missing. There is a pallet of what they kept here on the property. I'll try and find a piece to fill it in. *dang! I hit the 10 image upload limit!* *man, this takes way to long! *
*continued
**I was going to post more tonight but this is taking way too long. It's late and I'm hunger. More when I can (there is more )*
,
WHAB
I missed you all!
I was going to start with pictures of the first woodworking space I set up but there are way too many and they're not on this machine or my current phone - both went tits up. I lost everything on the phone, unretrievable....and I still have that old box but I have never tried to open the hard drive since it took a shit.
I took a piled up mess of a storage building (here's one I took the time to C&P from IG)
That pile was over 6 feet tall - and with the help of my BIL - created a functioning woodworking woodshop. I was really starting to get things sorted out. I built a few items there. Two special items to me, anyway. One was a bathroom cabinet I made out of the exhaust hood enclosure out of my sister's kitchen after she died. The other is very special in that the wood I used was salvaged from a 1950's rebuild of Fort Leonard Wood.
That all went South when my BIL kept digging deeper and deeper into my relatively - at the time - empty pockets and making unreasonable demands that forced me to leave - the end of 2019.
I landed here at my brother's place and was living in an RV my niece has here. While I was sitting it out I was planning on dropping a shed-to-house building here. I had my brother's approval. I was in discussions with the local vendor. I let him know my situation and he was very willing to help me out in any way he could.
My niece moved out. The 1924 Schoolhouse was offered to me.
This is how it started - August 2017 - first time I had ever seen it. Starting at the North wall and going clockwise.
*note: I just went and grabbed them from my IG account and saved them to this box. I won't be doing much more of that. What a PIA! But, I thought it was important as a starting point. At this point no one had any plans on doing anything with it. It was pretty run down. I had imagined it from the start that it would make a GREAT woodworking woodshop. Imagined.*
This was just beyond the dilapidated front doors. An amazing original 4 foot wide pocket door. My brother didn't actually own the place at that point so I didn't go beyond that measly padlock.
This is the original tin ceiling in that vestibule. Those are dirt dauber residences up there (you should see the attic . There is only one small piece of that original tin missing. There is a pallet of what they kept here on the property. I'll try and find a piece to fill it in. *dang! I hit the 10 image upload limit!* *man, this takes way to long! *
*continued
**I was going to post more tonight but this is taking way too long. It's late and I'm hunger. More when I can (there is more )*
,
WHAB