I still remember sitting on the floor of my parents’ hardware store back in Ohio, surrounded by the scent of sawdust and fresh pine, watching my dad meticulously count out change for a customer. Even then, I realized that building…
I remember being back in my hometown in Ohio, helping my dad in the hardware store, and realizing that the best things in life aren’t always the most expensive—they just require a little bit of grit and the right tools.…
I was halfway through a cup of coffee yesterday when I saw it—a jagged, ugly gouge right across the surface of my favorite mid-century modern coffee table. My heart sank, and for a split second, I actually thought the piece…
You know, growing up in my family’s hardware store, I learned that the secret to any successful project is all in the preparation. Whether you’re sanding down an old vintage dresser or tackling a kitchen remodel, you can’t just wing…
I still remember the smell of sawdust and old floor wax from my dad’s hardware store back in Ohio, a scent that always meant it was time to get to work. When I finally moved into my own tiny studio…
I remember sitting on the floor of my first tiny apartment, staring at a utility bill that felt more like a personal attack than a monthly statement. Between the drafty windows and an ancient heater that rattled like a bag…
I still remember moving into my first studio apartment after graduating from SCAD; the walls were a sterile, soul-crushing shade of “landlord beige,” and every time I tried to hang a simple picture, I’d freeze up, terrified of losing my…
Growing up in my family’s hardware store in Ohio, I learned pretty quickly that you don’t need the most expensive, high-tech gadget to get a job done right—you just need to understand how things actually work. I see so many…
I still remember the first tiny studio apartment I moved into after graduating from SCAD; I was so proud of my degree, but I was absolutely losing my mind trying to fit my life into four cramped walls. I’d look…
I remember standing in my parents’ hardware store back in Ohio, surrounded by the sharp, stinging scent of fresh sawdust and heavy-duty chemical solvents, thinking that “going green” meant you had to throw everything away and start over with a…