Building Birdhouses: Far From Being a "Walk in The Park" Take it From Me
What was I thinking?
If you are like me, and I pray that you are not, when I view something that "looks" so easy that I could do it in my sleep, then be prepared. Pretty soon, if you get involved with this "easy" activity, you will get a tough lesson in patience and find that you need more wisdom.
With me it was building birdhouses. This idea had been hatched by my wife in 2006 and until a month ago, I did not know the first thing about this hobby, for lack of a better word.
Did I say it's tough? In case I didn't, it is. Do not laugh too hard at me, for some of you who follow me are professional birdhouse architects and could build a birdhouse condominium while blindfolded. Am I right?
Lots to be done before you build.
Like everything in life that you are attempting to accomplish, plans have to be made. And made time and time again. I am serious. When I worked for Les Walters (in photo underneath the first big photo at top) he and the staff accused me of worrying too much about details as I would read and re-read stories and ads until I knew that they were error-free. Believe me. You do not want to be on the receiving-end of an angry advertiser or subscriber who has found a costly-error in your work.
So the mindset I had was to start my birdhouse project, but not over-spend on costly and unneeded tools and items that some salesman says that I need. That formula worked for as I look over my shop today, I can see a working environment with plenty of space to build birdhouses and yet, let a customer step inside and let them see what I am doing.
What had to be done before I started.
- I needed a portable building of course to build my birdhouses, but I was not going to spend a excessive amount of dough for something that did not require that much space. A friend at my church told of this building for half the price of my budget. One trip with Pam, a shrewd shopper, and I was buying the building.
- I had a head-start in tools. Pam had given me a lot of tools that I would need about six Christmases ago and I use them today. I did have to return a drill that would not charge and a saw that is not needed for birdhouse building and now I have a great drill, clamps for gluing houses for over-night drying, a table saw for cutting the right shapes and of course, drill bits, nails, screws and wood glue. And a desk that a lady at our church just gave me to get it out of her garage. God bless her.
- Pam rigged-up my source of electricity by hooking two long extension cords together and ran them into the back of her shop, Anna-Alexis, located next to my shop, and with a power strip, I can work as long as I desire. God bless Pam too.
- I buy my lumber at Lowe's in Tupelo, Miss. Although this is not a plug, it is the truth. I am a stingy-operator because in today's economy, a person with a project like mine has to be stingy.
When I started.
I was so excited. Thus far all I have been doing is writing for HubPages, and I will continue to do so. This birdhouse building is just a new chapter in my life. As a kid I used to sit in awe and watch my dad build birdhouses, dog houses and other wood working items--all without a formal education. This is where I got the mindset of "this is so easy I can do this without trying," and it came back very quick to bite me in the rear end.
My wife, Pam, who I didn't know was a prophet, told me one night as we retired to bed, "You are going to go through a lot of lumber until you get the hand of this birdhouse thing." Oh how right she was. I used up a lot of 1x6 and 1x4 Yellow Pine lumber before I got the handle on cutting those pesky 45-degree angles on my roofing. Like I said. It is tough.
I credit my Heavenly Father for showing me His patience as I am building and cutting wood for my orders, His name leaves my lips as pleas for help, not cursing. I can assure you of that.
This piece was not intended to be a boastful person. I just wanted to share with you what I have been doing (right now) for about three hours a day for three days a week.
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