Getting crap done!

Don't you love it when you get crap done?

For example, last weekend at my church, i had to build an erosion barrier due to all the sand from the volleyball courts washing down onto the concrete, and during wet or dry days, it was a mess.

Well, I didn't know and still don't know much about carpentry, but I got my father in law's miter saw and circular saw and got after it. When done, it looked fantastic and more importantly, I did it myself (With Yeshua's help) and the job got done.

heck yeah!

 

Nice, I like finishing jobs. Part or being in constrution (mainly carpentry) is the feeling you get when you drive around and look at homes you built or roofs you placed etc, it's a real sense of "I did that" and to think it will stand for many years/decades even possibly centuries in some cases is a great feeling.

So with what you did, people are gonna say "Ooo, they built a barrier, thats gonna help the place stay looking nice, they done a good job too" and they will all be talking about you for years to come, then someone will find out it was you and say things like "Oh motc7 built that, what a guy" :-D

 

I hate finishing jobs that take an eternity to complete but looked as though it would take twenty minutes. Mostly car maintenance tricks me into doing that.
Friggin' cars. I want a horse.

 

Then all you would need is some dried grass and a shovel :-D

 

Don't forget the crap.

 

I'm pretty quick with the car repairs being my job, but the home reno's are a different story. http://forums.majorgeeks.com/showthread.php?t=152315&highlight=two+years+lev

Right now I'm trying to finish the laundry room walls to the point where I can start the upstairs bathroom. It is a complete project right down to the wall studs. According to my wife I'm under pressure to complete this one in a "reasonable" amount of time.

 

If your wife's anything like mine, she'll expect the whole job to be finished four hours before you've even started it.

 

She's amazingly patient with me. And there's the new bathroom in the basement. (She won't pee in the backyard).

We'll see where it goes when I tackle the kitchen.

 

My wife is also . . . but doesn't seem to understand that when dealing with certain things, such as replacing an alternator lets say, that it's hard to give an accurate prediction of the time it will actually take.

Alternator in a '99 Cavalier? In a perfect world, it should take about an hour, what with having to undo a motor mount and jack the engine up a few inches . . . but in the real world? In the real world you can get hung up for an hour on a single bolt. Just depends.

I think the female aversion to peeing in the yard has to do with jealousy over not being able to write their names in the snow like we can . . . but I could be wrong.

:innocent