Of power tools and engineered bamboo
The new house is coming along. We’ve — or, rather, Fred and his folks have — pulled up most of the carpet on the main floor. Sadly, it looks like the original hardwood underneath is in too rough a shape to just sand and refinish, so we’ll probably be installing a floating floor on top of the existing wood floor and subfloor. Add this to the other “soon” projects (tankless hot water heater FTW) and the to-do list is starting to look a bit daunting.
That said, I did receive power tools for the holiday (so lesbionic, non?), and I’ve already used them. We had purchased new handles and locks for the two screen doors, mostly so that we won’t need a key to operate the locks from the inside, but the new handles didn’t fit in the existing holes. As a result, I got to break out the new drill and new bits and work my way through the doors. It felt mindlessly Republican, like I should be chanting “drill, baby, drill” or something, but I managed to get through the task without starting any poorly-managed wars or demonizing any minorities.
I think the next project is going to be re-re-caulking the bathtub; I can already see a few gaps where water can get through, and the whole roasting-pan-on-the-kitchen-floor-during-showers thing is getting old fast. After that, who knows?
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