Like the rest of the blogosphere, May is home improvement month apparently...
Well, sometime yesterday I decided to play host to an ickybug that wants to have fun with my stomach, head, and whole achy body... on a day I'm supposed to have training along with all the other junk.
So when do I decide it's a good time to pull out the old bathtub and install a new one (which has been waiting for a year) - yep, today. When I called in sick, and can barely make it across the house without dizziness.
The project started well - had 90% of what I needed on hand, which is about 40% more than normal. The initial removal-of-old-material was going according to plan...
But of course, when dealing with a house assembled by drunken, ignorant, malicious and incompetent chimpanzees, things are never as easy as you hope.
It started with having to drill out a few fittings where the screws had corroded - relatively normal. Then we find that the drywall was added OVER a few things instead of around... even more fun.
Then we get to the real fun. Our 1930's house has the cast iron tub installed directly on some joists... no subfloor, not properly anchored or anything. So now I have to HOPE a big pipe wrench is going to loosen this last fitting, plus I have to find a way to lever it out without destroying the rest of the room in the process, and then move the danged thing.
Yeah, today was the day to start this project. I'm a flipping genius sometimes.
Just a few ramblings from a confused guy. Former military, former cop. Husband. Father. Student. Role playing gamer, on intermittent weeks. Avid reader. Internet addict. Small "l" libertarian. Too many others to mention. The views and opinions expressed herein are my own, and do not reflect those of any official agency or government or species. Names have been changed to protect the guilty; God protects the innocent as a matter of course.
“May have been the losing side. Still not convinced it was the wrong one.”
"This report is maybe 12-years-old. Parliament buried it, and it stayed buried till River dug it up. This is what they feared she knew. And they were right to fear because there's a whole universe of folk who are gonna know it, too. They're gonna see it. Somebody has to speak for these people. You all got on this boat for different reasons, but you all come to the same place. So now I'm asking more of you than I have before. Maybe all. Sure as I know anything I know this, they will try again. Maybe on another world, maybe on this very ground swept clean. A year from now, 10, they'll swing back to the belief that they can make people . . . better. And I do not hold to that. So no more running. I aim to misbehave." ~ Captain Malcom Reynolds
Tuesday, May 6, 2008
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That's the fun with home improvements ... they rarely go as planned. Don't worry, when/if you screw something up you can always go back to Home Depot and buy it again. The next time you'll do it better (or you'll make yet another trip to the Depot). Good Luck.
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