I made a lowkey resolution that I want to make the weekends count. Ever since I started to “work work” a few months ago, I felt that weekends were always lazy. Not that it’s a bad thing, but I wasn’t happy with them. My mom told me recently that I’m the kind of person who feels like life is running away from me, and I have to keep running to catch up. I thought about it for 10 seconds and figured that that’s exactly how I feel. Not that it’s bad to run, but sometimes pauses are necessary. Like this weekend. Sleeping in, taking my time and going with the flow.
The last few weekends however have been a marathon of “let’s make it count”.
1. We made a table. A real wooden table where the six people in our family can comfortably sit and have dinner together. I was visiting my manager’s friend’s house and got really inspired by all his DIY wood projects. Like his own deck, gazebo, and yes dinner table. So I googled some DIY table guides and convinced seb that this is the best idea ever. At first we totally believed that this is something we can do at home by ourselves. But after consulting my dad he said we should probably get in touch with my uncle who studied carpentry and has a whole workshop at his house. One thing led to another and the next weekend we were at the hardware store selecting the best pieces of wood. Sunday morning we were at my uncle’s by 9 am and worked on the table until late in the afternoon. The day was intense, as my uncle is very strict (and stubborn) so we had to just listen and do as he said. He told us to measure where the middle support beams had to be placed. We were off by 2 millimeters. So we had to do it all over again. With a sharpened pencil. Because our marks were too inaccurate. We now have a table that’s way nicer than what we could have done on our own, but i’m sure we can manage for future projects.
Next up: attempt to make my grandma’s soup
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