So I really fargled this one up. I so carefully and precisely cut the bottoms of these drawers I’m building to fit into the dadoes routed into their sides. And, for some reason I only suspect at the moment, I cut them too small. By the depth of one dado — which should clue those schooled to the rogue as to the nature of my suspicion.
So I have to start over. Four handy panels of 1/4-inch birch ply. Cut. Sand. Oil.
I’d hoped to have at least one drawer completed Monday night. ‘Twas not to be.
I suppose I could blame it on the distraction of having to deal with burst pipes over the weekend. But that would be whining, and there’s no whining in baseball.