A Day of Splinters and Wrong Turns

Greetings, fellow Britannians. Bjorn here. I had grand plans to craft a fine new chair today. The spirit was willing, but the boards... the boards were not. A half-dozen times I tried, and a half-dozen times I failed. My workshop floor is now a sea of splinters and my pride is a bit chipped. In frustration, I took to the forests to find more lumber, but my sense of direction failed me worse than my carpentry did. I ended up wandering in circles, lost and board-less. A truly humbling day. Time to buy a map... and perhaps a few pre-cut planks.