Half a Hinge
Well, half a hinge is better than no hinge, right? Maybe not. Oh well, at least I got one side of the thing screwed in this weekend. I still have to put one more coat of paint on the other side of the wood before I can screw in the opposite side of the hinge.
I took great pains to refit everything before I plunged the drill bit into the hinge holes. It never ceases to amaze me that I can level everything perfectly, then come back a week later and it's out of kilter ever so slightly--but that ever so slight aberration makes an ever so huge difference! I spent about two hours fixing the thing before I could do the half hinge.
That kind of stuff makes me unhinged! And when you're already menopausal, that's the last thing you need :-)
I took great pains to refit everything before I plunged the drill bit into the hinge holes. It never ceases to amaze me that I can level everything perfectly, then come back a week later and it's out of kilter ever so slightly--but that ever so slight aberration makes an ever so huge difference! I spent about two hours fixing the thing before I could do the half hinge.
That kind of stuff makes me unhinged! And when you're already menopausal, that's the last thing you need :-)
posted by Tif at 10:43 PM
1 Comments:
You're just now realizing that you are unhinged? Well, better late than never! (I think it's genetic; your sister is a little "off" too...)
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