The table. Oh the table.

So, it took us longer than I thought to get our new dining room table all put together. First we had to get a better drill since the one we have is meant for smaller projects and the battery crapped out constantly with all the pressure we were putting on it. Then we needed new pilot bits because we broke two... yes TWO... of the ones we had. Take my word on this: do not go cheap when it comes to tools and bits. Just don't do it. You'll regret it. If you're going to do any kind of wood-working, bite the bullet before you start and get good equipment.

On top of the little things that went wrong, we just didn't have a lot of time. He was trying to get ready to deploy, I was trying to keep the kids from killing each other while helping him get ready. The only time we had to do any work on the table was after they went to bed at night. But... we finished it. Putting it together anyway. It was 11pm, the night before he left, but we finished it.

Please excuse my less-than-organized-at-the-moment garage, and be comforted by the fact that neither the duo or the dogs are allowed out here. It's a death trap, I know.

Here it is, put together, and mostly sanded. I still need to finish sanding the legs on one side, and then go over again with a finer grain. Then it needs to be stained and sealed. God knows when this thing will finally be done, but so far I love it.