Okay, it only took four trips to the Depot.
But it’s done. Less trouble than I’d feared- and I still haven’t gotten the eave vent in, but it’s all in and functional. And the vent hose is hooked over a purlin, for now. If I can, I’ll finish it tomorrow. If not, next weekend. I’m not afraid of short term moisture in the attic, I just don’t want to make a long term habit of it. And the moisture will be better outdoors in summer and winter.
The wiring was just as bad as I expected, and I ended up hammering a bunch of plaster out to get to the switch and put a dual gang box in. So I’ve had to do some spackling as well.
All projects require at least three visits:
The visit to get the stuff you think you’re going to need.
The visit to get the stuff you forgot the first time
The visit to get the stuff you need to fix the stuff you broke doing the original job, and sometimes
The visit to get the stuff you need to fix the other thing that you found while doing the original job, that you decided to fix rather than quitting with the job half done.
M. Alger understand the rule, now.
11 comments Og | Uncategorized
So, the shrinking down to 1/8 size went OK then? That’s usually the toughest part.
You left the “s” out of your last sentence, there.
And the word “now” is not necessary. I understood it then, too.
M
I think I may have accidentally created a new category — the double-header, where you make two trips to the hardware store JUST TO CARRY ALL THE SHIT YOU BOUGHT BACK HOME.
I did that two weekends ago, when I brought home the cabinets in one trip, then went back to get the lumber and assorted accessories I needed to INSTALL the cabinets. Didn’t forget anything, no popup surprises, no repairs necessitated by inattentive handling of cutting tools. Just more shit than would fit in my own personal five-pound sack.
M
Speaking of two trips to get your stuff home – how about two trips (including checking out twice) to the truck at the same store because you thought of a bunch of little crap after you loaded the half-ton of lumber onto the cart.
It’s more commonly refrered to as “The Pan Universal Lowes/HomeDepot/Menards/BuildersSquare Syndrome” or TPULHDMBS for short. They “know” when you are coming, what you need to get, what you want to get, and what looks just too damn good to pass up (this includes the beef jerky and energy drinks next to the check out counters). Last time I went (to Lowes) got a new toilet, some liquid hand soap (with pumice), and two energy drinks (to go). Also was treated to seeing a funnel cloud about a mile north of said store …while bringing the SUV round to load all the stuff up.
Luckily there’s half a dozen Lowes close enough for me to get to easily ’cause I’d rather have a damn good beating than go to Home Depot.
In the words of my hero, Bugs Bunny: “Ehhh…..Wadd’a Bunch’a Maroons !”
Lowes here is populated primarily by fools. The Home Despot has a lot more decent folks who came from the building trades.
Maynards, on the other hand, is run by an old pervert, because all the help is twentysomething girls. And they don’t hire ugly.
Og, I feel your pain, Friday and Saturday were spent replacing my Dads hot water heater, the floor and plumbing under it, and a shower stall and plumbing under that. Lots of little things to forget or even anticipate needing. The whole thing was a five triper. My whole body hurts(his home is an old farmhouse that is very low to the ground).
Blind, I completely understand. Brothers of Ben Gay, Unite!
Glad to know we’re not the only ones making multiple trips to the Despot whenever we take on a “project”. Shortly after moving in about 10 yrs ago, we had a horrible clog in the kitchen caused by the numbnuts painters the previous owners hired. They must have poured paint down the sink where it eventually hardened, as the house was dormant for several months. We tried snaking it ourselves, eventually had to call Roto-Rooter (we love those guys!) Anyhoo.. while we were at it we decided to replace the old faucet, plus disposer had crapped out, too. That’s when we learned there was no such thing as “standard” pipes (well, maybe there was a different standard circa 1960), went back for a pipe wrench, flexible piping, and I forget what all else. We’ve learned a little more each time, but can’t seem to avoid more than one trip unless it’s a simple terlet repair.
We’re having electrical work done this coming week. Just found out that an electrical engineer friend of ours(not an electrician– big difference) did some cross-wiring when installing the ceiling fan in our bedroom years ago. When checking out the work we have planned and preparing the estimate, the electrician flipped a switch a few times that we never touch, and we heard a “wwaahh… wwaahh” sound coming from another room. Turns out it was hubby’s computer room. Fortunately, the laptop has a battery, the speakers weren’t a big issue (though the “popping” sound freaked Pixel out), but his gaming computer, scanner, and printer were all re-booting. “Uh, please stop with the switch-flipping now.”
I, too feel your pain. Plumbing is actually fun for me, except for the upteen trips to the hardware. Electrical is easier, as I have a lot of stuff ‘in stock’, albeit always a few parts short of completing the job. It’s neat to turn the faucet/flip the switch and see things happen when you’re done, though.