All problems start the same way… A woman was sitting around, getting bored.
If you ever read my old blog (RIP, deleted by Tumblr without trial or mercy), you might remember: I love going overboard with gifts. If not — here’s a little throwback.
For my husband’s birthday, I burned a map of Minas-Marseille (where our story began) and the White-Stone Hall (where we live now). I added a Helm’s Deep LEGO set, a Middle-earth Atlas, custom chocolates with sigils, and a scroll with wishes.
Now our wedding anniversary is coming up.
And I had no idea what to give.
Until I stumbled across a signal horn in a local shop and went: that’s it.
Because I didn’t actually fall in love with Boromir until I realized how much he reminds me of my husband — in character and in how he carries himself.
I’ve said it before: I basically write my Boromir based on my husband.
And Boromir without a horn? Not canon.
Horn — ordered. Picking it up on Saturday.
Then came quest #2: how do I present it?
A gift bag? Just hand it over?
Nah.
It needed something meaningful, themed, Middle-earth-y.
Especially since this is our wooden anniversary.
So — a box! A wooden one. But the ones I found were either the wrong size or insanely overpriced.
Then I remembered: I’m an engineer. With free time. Dangerous combo.
Went to the market. Bought some wood.
And now you’re invited to witness my noble quest:
Project Middle-earth Box™
The plan:
Handmade crate
Velvet lining inside to hide screws and flaws
Runes and rustic decoration on the outside
Day 1.
Wood — cut. Frame — assembled.
Result — crooked. Screws visible. Sadness.
Day 2.
Starting fresh. Wooden dowels this time.
Drilling. Fitting. Drilling again.
Everything — covered in sawdust. Including my soul.
But hey, it’s almost working.
Stay tuned for more woodworking adventures from Middle-earth.