Friday, February 26, 2010


A few weeks ago, I had my closet floor changed from carpet to fake hardwood that matched my wood floors. Of course this cost too much money by my expectations but I paid it anyway because I wanted it done and could not do it myself. I reorganized my closet, purchased some nice storage boxes, velvet thin hangers and made everything look so good I could just go in there and look around and say to myself "This really looks good".

Two days ago I noticed that the bottom rack's support bar had pulled away from the wall and a day later the bar and my neatly hanging clothes were on the floor. I got down on my knees to see what had happened and found that the support bar had been nailed to a piece of wood and the wood to the drywall and stud behind the drywall. So I figured how difficult could this be and went into my kitchen all purpose drawer and found the same kind of little thin nails that was used in the project. Well I just couldn't get it to work for me. I ended up with about twenty little nails bent on the back and unable to get the out. So I just nailed them flack to the back. The next day I went to Walmart and purchased a package of 2 1/2 inch construction screws only to find that my little "lady" drill that ran on 4 AA batteries was not strong enough to push the screw into the wood. I called my son-in-law and asked about his drill and he said that his was not working. So nothing else to do but to go back to Walmart and purhase a more substantial drill and one that ran on electricity. Found just the thing by Black and Decker for $19.99. Well when I tried again the next morning, I found that the drill I had purchased the previous day did not have any bits it was just the drill. So I packed it up and decided to take it back. Just before I walked out the door the thought that maybe I could use the on in the small battery powdered drill bit may fit into the larger one and it did. So I went back once again to the closet only to find that I just couldn't seem to master this job. I was down on my knees reaching up and it just wouldn't do right. I just sat there on my pile of clothes and cried; thinking how I hated to pay some one to come to my house just to screw this ^&)^)) thing back on the wall. Packed up the drill to take it back and decided to try it just one more time standing up. Well low and behold it worked.

I hate feeling helpless like a little old lady. It seemed perfectly reasonable that I should be able to do do this job. The learning curve was much higher that I thought, however the satisfaction of doing it my self is priceless!

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