So I found this beaten up and abused oak table in a junk store warehouse. I paid five bucks for it. I have spent the last week or so working on it, sanding and sanding, filling in gaps with glue and sawdust, and more sanding.
I repaired the legs and placed foot pieces in them that can be adjusted to level the table in any location.
I stained it and sealed it, finishing that part today and brought it in my home. It will be my kitchen table now. But, I won’t take a pic of it in the house until I wash the floor, which is pretty messy right now because when I work on projects, household chores are off the to do list. I’m lucky I feed myself when I work on things because I get so absorbed in the process.
Here is the table.