(or officially No. 76: Learn a little carpentry)
If you missed parts one and two on this little baseboard saga, click here and here.
Otherwise, behold the almost finished project:
Corners cut. In a good way.
Aren't those 45ºs pretty?
And look at that bull nosed wall end.
Last week there was a stumbling block in the form of needing a table saw and not having a table saw. I had kinda given up, figuring that I was not going to be the one that finished the project.
Bunny asked what happened next, most likely fearing her bathroom would go on looking even more ghetto than it had before. I told her the Daddy-O would probably hire someone to finish it up or at least make all of the cuts for me to finish.
Bunny looked at me and said "But that totally takes away from everything you have already done if someone else finishes it."
I confess, I loved her just a bit more at that moment. It was so sweet to have recognition that I was trying to do something hard.
So. A quick note on Facebook with a plea for a table saw to be used.
Who knew my niece and her husband had a table saw in their garage? Certainly not me.
Brian, who officially has the title of BEST Nephew-in-law.
(Apologies to Wade, Ford and Manny.)
Showing me how to adjust the blade angle.
The man has the patience of a saint.
Measure twice, cut once.
My biggest challenge?
Not running my fingers through the blade.
O! And measuring correctly.
Measuring twice doesn't count when you get it wrong from the outset.
Somewhere along this corner I lost ¼" on two pieces.
(as Belle noted "you almost had it, mom")
Then I got to play with the nail gun!! Woohoo! Those babies are efficient.
And finally, caulk.
Googling "how to caulk" got me a video from "Uncle Knacker" on the secret to perfect caulking. As I watched this guy eating a popsicle to get to the "secret weapon" I was getting a little concerned maybe I had clicked on porn by mistake. But no. The secret weapon is the popsicle stick.
Made caulking super easy and kept my fingers clean.
Fingers clean, jeans not so much....
Not paying attention resulted in a quick strip down and wash for me. Then it started storming.
So guess who had to come into the teeny tiny bathroom with me?
Some of the caulk brushed out, the rest will just have to shed out.
Anyway, there are new baseboards in the upstairs bathroom. No one had to swoop in and save me at the last moment. Even thought this wasn't an official challenge I am giving it a number and counting it as such. (Number 76!)
I learned a ton about carpentry and trim work. It's not hard but you do need to think it through. The proper tools for the job really really help. One piece builds on another and if one doesn't fit, it throws the connecting pieces off.
And sometimes, in the true spirit of these challenges, you just need to start and then figure out how to finish. I think it's called taking charge.
Pulling off the baseboards and THEN figuring out how to finish the project reminded me a bit of my neighbor Sue. She had a tiled kitchen island counter top she hated. One day she took a hammer to the island. When her husband came home (fortunately he's a great handy-man) she told him she wasn't sure exactly what happened but they needed a new island top. If he hadn't fixed it, I'm sure she would have found someone who would have. But if she hadn't taken the hammer to the island in the first place, I bet there would still be tile there.
Things work out. Just start and then see what happens.
So No. 76: Learn a little carpentry is officially done.