Not As It Appears

Today is Friday, my official day off. After I drop the girls off at school, I have an errand to run, then I'm heading to the storage shed to work on my piano.

Well...

It's not really a piano anymore, you see. It's days of melodious beauty are long, long gone, and my choices were to either rebuild it, strings and action and all, throw it away or burn it, or find another use for it.

I chose the latter.

There were hundreds of piano manufacturers at the turn of the twentieth century, many of which put more emphasis on building beautiful looking pieces of furniture instead of beautiful sounding instruments. Elaborate woodwork, exotic and fine woods were the selling point, more so than the 100-200 individual components per key, and the craftsmanship that most people would never raise the lid to appreciate.

If you've ever moved one of these archaic monstrosities, you know that they didn't skimp on materials. They usually require three or four, maybe six strong guys to heft them through the doorway... and please, please stay away from stairs with one of these babies. Glad bags are strong, but not THAT strong!

Anyway, being a beautiful cabinet sitting in storage, I got the crazy idea (maybe not so crazy - we'll see) of converting the piano cabinet into a useful piece of furniture, say a computer desk.

Yes, I'm aware of the fact that I may have thrown a bone to the curious, and I promise that once we're closer to being completed, then I'll take pictures and post, either here or on Facebook.

It's a funny look on people's faces when they see something not used as it was intended. But I just can't throw it out; it's too pretty.