Monday, October 6, 2008

Disasters in Pimping

Work began in earnest on Pimp My Shed over the weekend, but the path was fraught with obstacles.

The first challenge was in putting up some framing for the plywood. The problem that started this project, the failing left side, doesn’t provide a lot of options for attaching boards to. I worked around this as best as I could and got almost all of the plywood up on Saturday.

Yesterday’s task was to replace the corners and start getting up the PVC strips. The corners are usually replaced every couple years. I’m not sure when I last did this though. In taking the old ones off, I discovered that a lot of the wood underneath was rotted out. So a job that normally takes an hour total, ended up taking most of the afternoon.

Remember when I was saying a few posts back about I have trouble visualizing? Well this came into play in a big way. I couldn’t see how to fix the problem until I was knee-deep in it. This meant that I had to stop and head to Hardware Heaven yet again on Sunday afternoon. (After having been there both Friday and Saturday nights, I don’t think they’ll be reporting me missing anytime soon. Especially considering that the kid in the paint department at Home Depot looked up at me yesterday and quipped, “Are you back already?”)

In a race against the clock, I got about half the boards up and was still putting stuff away in the dark. I HATE these shorter days. The sun shouldn't start going down before 7 p.m. -- ever.

As it often is with scrapbooking, I was just hitting stride when I had to stop. And while I managed to get the front yard cut on Saturday, I didn’t even get the lawnmower out yesterday to take on the back. And that has got to get done soon. It really is starting to look like a jungle out there!

Maybe one night this week ...

3 comments:

Ann said...

Man, you get more done in a day (even a SHORT day) than I get done in a week...

MonkeyGirl said...

You make me so t-i-r-e-d just thinking about all the work you do in one day. Stop making me feel like such a slug!

NV said...

Sorry, ladies. I think it's genetic. If it's any consolation, once I crash and burn, I REALLY crash and burn. :-)