Sometimes I like to do a project--like redecorate a room or build something. And then, of course, when you do a project, you have to blog about it because half the fun of a good project is the praise it brings. (Have you noticed that pics of your projects always get twice as many comments as pics of your darling kiddos?)
So last spring, I set out to do a project--bar stools. I have 2 barstools that I picked up at a yard sale a few years ago, but they are looking pretty shabby, especially the one that has the end of the seat actually broken off! So I found some barstools that I like on Ana White's website, and went and bought my supplies. When I got home and ready to start, I pulled out the boards (21 boards per stool x 4 stools) that the kid at Home Depot had pre-cut for me. As I lined them up, I quickly realized that the stack of boards that should have all been the same size were actually not so much the same. In fact, there was about a 1/2 inch difference from smallest to largest for each set of boards! AAHHH! And most of them were smaller than what they were supposed to be, so I couldn't just trim them down to size, either. So, I redrew the plans to adjust everything to fit with the smallest board, which really took some problem-solving math skills, and then re-cut all the boards to go with my new plans. By that time, I had little motivation to move forward with the project. And so the boards just sat in my basement . . .
. . . until a couple weeks ago, when I got the feeling that it was time for a project! I decided, thankfully, to just attempt one stool first and see how it went. And then if I liked it, I would go ahead and build the other three. So I did the tedious job of painting all 21 boards for the first stool, letting them dry, then adding a second coat, and then went at the building phase. I put the top together with no problems and was getting pretty excited about how it was turning out. But then came the legs. Well, without a long explanation, after over 4 hours of work, on the second to last step of the process, this happened:

That spindly little 1x2 board that was supposed to be a support for the legs split. It happened first on one end, and I was upset but thought that maybe I could salvage it if the rest of it held together, and then as I put the screw into the other end, it split too! I actually cried. In front of my 3-year-old, who didn't know quite what to think of that. And so it sits. Just like this, in the basement. I'm not proud of it. And I really have no motivation right now to come up with a solution, or spend another 4 hours trying again, wondering what will happen when I get to this step again.
Common blogger sense would tell me to not share this particular project, as it will recieve NO praise whatsoever! But I'd rather be honest. We're all human. We all fail from time to time. Sometimes in this world of FB, Blogger, Twitter, and Pinterest, we begin to think that everybody else does everything perfectly, but my guess is that they are actually more like me, and they sometimes screw stuff up. So that's why I share this.
(Now please, somebody let me know that I'm not the only one who has totally ruined something?!? Please?)