Growing up there were a few things you could be guaranteed to learn about me quickly. One, if you took me to the mall, you'd better be feeling patient cause I was going to push it big time. Two, we go to the emergency room A LOT! So much so that they were thinking of giving us our own parking space at Reston Emergency Access. I still remember the conversation my Mom and I had the last time we were there, "now, we are going to say to ourselves, 'No more coming to the emergency room, this is our last visit.'" Somehow, it was. The third thing was quickly apparent when you entered our playroom, I loved Lego's. I say loved, who am I kidding? I still love Lego's. This works out nicely since we live so close to Legoland now. Unfortunately just looking at the Lego version of the Vegas strip isn't my idea of "enjoying" Lego's. I'd much rather take the Luxor or MGM Grand replica apart and build two forts and then start some kind of Lego World War that lasted the better part of 10 years. I love building stuff out Lego's!
What's the point here? During my two 10 day baseboard odyssey I learned more than just how to cut a good 45 degree angle and how thin to cut a caulk bead. I learned a much more important lesson. These baseboards are the same thing I grew up doing, I just didn't have anyone looking over my shoulder complaining about not wiping my fingers off before connecting pieces together to make a wall. When I cut the last piece, I was depressed to unplug and put the miter saw away. I'm glad to be done with this first project, feels really good to do it myself. It was much easier than I thought it would be that day when I agreed to it. I actually stare at the walls now and wonder if it would look good with some crown molding, but there are other more pressing renovations to tackle. Here's some pictures of my fort.
1 comment:
that's some nice mitreing. Beauty job on that threshold.
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