“I’m a man who discovered the wheel and built the Eiffel Tower out of metal and brawn. That’s what kind of man I am.”
Yes, last weekend I decided to assert my manhood through that age-old tradition of home improvement. After dusting off the ol’ tool belt and borrowing a truck-load of power tools from by brother, Ken, I was ready to begin the task of tearing through wood with a table saw and driving nails through it with the raw power of compressed air. OK, maybe it was a little more elegant than that, but it sounds a lot tougher when you put it that way.
Natalie and I decided it was time to get started on Tateym’s room, and our first task was to put up beadboard. This was my first time undertaking such a task, but it seemed simple enough: put some glue on the plank, stick it on the wall, then nail it in place–I could have it all done in a day! Or so I thought. As it turns out, if you want it to look good (which was the general idea) there’s a little more to it. I quickly discovered that to get a level line at the chair rail level I was going to need to trim each plank to the proper height, which in turn meant a lot of measuring and running up and down the stairs to the saw in the garage.
Well, a couple of Saturdays, a few weeknights, and a number of sore muscles later I’ve nearly finished my one day project. It still needs those finishing touches, a little caulk and some paint, but all in all I think it’s coming out pretty nice.