Made of sturdy stuff

Dad has taken it upon himself to make me a much-needed workbench. A sturdy one. He needed my help about halfway in because the thing was too heavy for him to move on his own, but it was finished before supper and is now in my garage.

I’ve no idea what the first thing I’m going to make on it will be, but at the moment I’m just happy beyond words that he’s been able to do it for me.