Another Beautiful Day In Chaos

sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't…

Building stairs is for brain surgeons

Or at least for girls whose men didn’t store the wood outside in the weather.

Damn, damn, damn.

I got out my tape measure… pencil… circular saw… chop saw… went and found some cedar boards and decided to build some steps for the hot tub. I begged “he who shall not be named” to help me build some a few years back… but I figure I’d love my crappy steps more because I built them anyway.

I get all the measurements written on the boards… and start cutting them with the circular saw.

My least favorite tool. Ever. It chews through wood in a way that makes my fingers shake. I love to knit… and I’d be devastated to lose a finger.

I get to the last cut on the first board… and…

The entire board splits in half.

Ugh. Why…

Seeing as I’ve matched them cut for cut… they’re both useless now. I toss them in the burn pile and head inside to scour google for more help. These are the moments I REALLY want a husband. I usually just remind myself that you can hire someone to do any job a husband could… and move on…

but today? I’m annoyed.Not to the point of crying about it (yet) but annoyed nonetheless.

I take the easy route first… Home 🙂 Where many of my expensive habits take flight.

Just as I thought… for a mere $24.97 each, I can buy them premade… avoiding the ugly finger-eating circular saw and eliminating the water logged wood problem. I put my order in- and they’re on the way.

Crisis averted- husband unnecessary.

Categories: Whine/Rant

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