A woodaholic will spot a 300 pound tree root in the water and decide to risk life and limb to retrieve it...
and then haul it up 50 stairs to dry land. All because it has the potential to become a coffee table.
I have learned not to doubt the visions of my woodaholic because typically what results from his wood obsession is something that had been slyly hiding.
That's the thing with woodaholics, they can cleverly coax things out of what looks like an ordinary piece of wood.
Sometimes, it's almost as if he has just pulled a rabbit out of his hat, when I see his latest creations.
Other times, I realize,
a woodaholic can refine his obsession into a restoration hardware-esque vision.
My woodaholic has taken over the While Wearing Heels Etsy Shop...where you can find each of these creations for sale.
And, I realize, by allowing all of this, I am merely enabling my woodaholic.