i am not a carpenter, and i know it

I've got a saw,

a chisel, a tape, a square, etc..  The usual assortment of tools to manipulate wood.

But I don't use them very well and I am OK with that. I admire the people who are dedicated to the craft—the ones who are able to wield wood in a way that makes the tool feel akin to a body part. They don't even have to think to get results from the material. They just do it. I appreciate and admire their skill, but I am not even slightly interested in getting to know wood that intimately.

Recently, I built that table for the barn for Serenity a couple of weeks ago, I had a few 2x4s and a half-inch sheet of plywood as its top. The goal was simply to get something that would support some weight and give her a place to drop tack after pulling it off a horse.

Well, I did that. And the goal was just to make it "good enough." And it is. It will hold up for years to come but it is no mean feat of woodworking. If you ever go over to see it, don't look too closely, because it's not square. It's not level. The ground it sits on isn’t level but the table is. More or less. So if you ever moved that table to a flat surface, well, then you're gonna have a wobbly table.

But here is the thing: I’d rather have the table than not have the table.

I would rather have the imperfect table that holds a saddle than the perfect table that only exists in my head. sometimes, "good enough" is exactly what you need. I’m not proud of the table but I am proud of my table. And now on to the next project.