My husband built a desk...

It all started one winter morning in the middle of a blizzard. My husband put on his long johns, flannel stockings and shirt, suspenders and knit cap, and forged his way into the cold- his only connection to the house a piece of rope he had tied to himself in hopes of finding his back through the fierce storm- to cut down a tree to build me the desk of my dreams... ... ... Okay. It wasn't nearly that dramatic, but every girl likes to dream up her hero. Back in the real world, Josh went to a hardware superstore and bought pre-cut wood. He did not brave a blizzard just in the name of desk supplies, but it was pretty cold outside. And kind of cloudy.

To be honest, it actually started with my need for a desk built for two. I wanted two work stations that would be the most efficient use of office space while creating ample work zones for both of us. Before this desk, Josh had a desk and I had a square end-table butted up against our futon. It is with this end-table that I created all of our wedding invitations and other wedding-related projects. Now it's two years later, and I still have a pile of wedding photos waiting to be put into a nice scrapbook/album. And to undertake this feat, I said "no" to the end-table. Call me spoiled, but I wanted actual desk space.

Now, with the selection of office organizers out there, you'd think I could find a dual desk. No such luck. It was at this point that I turned to Josh- my desk hero. He built us a bookshelf/entertainment center last summer for the living room, so I knew he was up to the challenge. With the help of a few friends, he worked up a plan and set out to construct the pieces. Several nights he spent in the garage, cutting out shelves and leg stands. He even drug me to the hardware store a few times for more supplies, a gleam in his eye as he excitedly selected between hooks and eye-hooks, poly-stain or poly and stain, 2x3 boards or 2x4 boards... you get the picture.

He would come home from work, and while I would head straight for my comfy clothes and fixings for dinner, he would put on what I consider to be his work outfit (wrangler jeans and a long-sleeved t-shirt) and head to the garage to get on a couple coats of stain before The Daily Show came on at 10. His energy and enthusiasm made me exhausted.

So. Six weeks of planning, staging and assembly have created this:



And I love it. He did an awesome job. And, if I do say so myself, I did an awesome job picking out the color of stain and the wall color behind the desk in the pictures on the right. Thanks, Josh, for building not only a functional piece of furniture, but a work of art.

More to come soon as design of the loft progresses...