Please join me in the hallway, my friends.
I mentioned earlier that I was up for a hallway transformay-shon. And today was the day.
Remember when I welcomed you into the boudoir? That doesn't sound right. Remember when I showed you the trim I put up in my room?
Well, that, my friends, is the easiest, cheesiest trim there is to do on the planet.
It takes 10 times longer to paint it then it does to put it up.
This time, I'm going for a double decker look, though. I like it better.
So! Time me! How long does it take to do an 11 foot wall? Huh, huh?
I've got my strips of wood,
my friends: mr. nail gun, the air compressor, level, tape measurer (it only took 5 minutes this time to find it!) and pencil.
Let's do this mess.
And go. (it's 1:10 pm).
("This isn't even a stop watch; it's a thermometer." name that tv character)
(Mommy hint: fill up your air compressor in the garage, then bring it inside. You won't wake the kids up that way)
I just need that one last piece over there. Wha? The saw battery is out? Son of a. . .
Hey now, waiting for the battery to recharge doesn't count. I say it would have taken me 1 hour, maybe 70 minutes to complete that wall.
Now I just get to paint it. . . yay. . . (sarcasm implied)