Holy Crap I’m beat tired. The old saying, “I’m so tired my eyes are crossed,” needs an update over here, “I’m so tired my fingers won’t type straight.”
I think it was worth it. The French doors are hung. I can’t quite tell if everything looks right, because I am so tired. One of my issues as I get older is, I can’t seem to get past the idea that I’m just working on one thing at a time. This idiosyncratic behavior has been building for a long while. It began innocently enough; if for example I needed a chisel to countersink a hinge I’d go find it in the shop. Looking first for it where it ought to be in the toolbox drawer marked “Chisels” More often than not the chisel I needed was still out on one of the work benches where I last used it, God only knows how many projects ago. Enter the second phase of madness. Clean work benches enough to find the chisel. Before the chisel is found, there are many many relics to pick up and cherish the memories. Next phase: Figure out where such a cherished relic ought to be placed, possibly label a new drawer specially for it. When I finally find the chisel, it is dull as a butter knife. Now go find the sharpening stone and hope it doesn’t need any attention.
It really is amazing I can accomplish anything at this rate. Oh, and now we have a whole new room for losing tools in; A lovely large Earth-sheltered aquaponics Greenhouse! Mental note to myself: Chisels are on the boardwalk in the greenhouse.
Wanna guess where the concho belts used to be displayed? You would be correct if you guessed next to the window that laboriously got turned into a door. Yep in order to fit the door trim around the French doors I had to remove the trim board that held the wood heater clothes drying racks which btw Nell never did like, and consequentially were short lived. Another hour kilt, just getting ready for the trim, sigh. I know my honey will be happy the remnants of the indoor clothesline are gone.
So, how did the trim come out? I’m happy as my entry level OCD will allow.
Of course with the “everything is a lifelong process, method of working, I decided I’d practice dong trim woodwork by doing the back door first. It looked pretty straight forward. After closer inspection I could see it presented several obstacles, mostly related to the extremely rough lumber the house was initially created with. The board on the left was 3/8ths of an inch thinner than the one on the left, neither are flush with the wall, and of course the door frame isn’t square. The practice run was a huge challenge and time consuming too. I think it was 2:00 PM when I finished that door and moved on to the French doors.
I did make a discovery on the back door. I’ve mulled over how to get the water to the greenhouse from the washer area. The pipe, in my mind at first went outside in a trench which thankfully looked like too much work from the start. Then I had the idea to bring it in below the back door, but hadn’t until yesterday seen how to protect it from getting kicked by people going out.
Then while I was measuring the trim for the bottom of the back door I noticed there is a one inch square notch under the door base. I held off cutting the bottom trim and will install the PEX (plastic pipe) in that space and install the trim over it. Bingo!
Not perfect, but good enough for me.
Well I now need to get ready for the JOB
Y’all have a great day.
Brian (Hide the Crazy) Rodgers