Most of you who have been in the military would recognize the statement, "The CO Wishes." If someone says, "The CO Wishes," or "It's the Commanding Officer's Desire..."
Really... it's an order from the Commanding Officer without being an order....
A couple weeks ago, the wife had been banging and beating on the drawers on her antique buffet. She likes to try and do things herself, much to my dismay sometimes. I asked her what the problem was and she said they were sticking. I started in the kitchen and she said, "I've got it."
I stayed out of it. We have been married a LONG time. I'm not stupid.
Last night, my wife said, "I really wish you would look at the dang drawers on the buffet in the kitchen. (The Commanding Officer Wishes.... )
The drawers had been removed and set on the side porch under the roof line with weights on them to allow the moisture to help them fall back into alignment, and it did help, but it was going to be a job. When she found the buffet in the big warehouse antique shop fifteen years ago, it had damage, which I repaired as best as I could, and she was fine with it. She didn't want it disassembled and restored. (Which would take away from the value... and I would have paid a pro to do anyway....
In preparation for the task, I spent the MORNING, sharpening and tuning planes and chisels... I knew I would need them all.
After all that, they slide in and out like oil on glass. (After lubing the contact surfaces with dry bar soap.) A great use for those slivers of leftover bath soap that won't lather up any more.
After relaxing after dinner, I went out to the shop and cleaned up and put away, then did some needed maintenance on the bench. Tomorrow, my daughter and son in law will bring out granddaughter out for a visit. I guess the kitchen knife project will wait until Sunday.
