Monday, February 1, 2010
Hanging in the Living Room - Drapery Rods from hell - part deux
After hanging new drapery rods last weekend WITH MY HUSBAND and living to tell the tale, we discovered that the metal RINGS that are inset into the fabric of the new draperies do not have a large enough diameter to freely slide along the new strong wooden pole. It takes me 15 minutes to open and or close the drapes in morning and evening. Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgggggggggggghhhhh!
This would not be bad enough alone, but my husband seems to think that pointing out that HE TOLD ME THIS WOULD HAPPEN WHILE WE WERE BUYING THE NEW WOODEN RODS AT LOWE'S HELPS THINGS. I can assure you that it does NOT help things! Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrgggggggggggghhhhh!
So mid afternoon on my lovely gray, gloomy Sunday, I am off to Lowe's, alone this time, to procure two wooden poles that are equal in distance but smaller in diameter. It's NOT the length, it's the THICKNESS that matters. (insert joke here)
I have a plan this time, other than leaving my husband at home. In addition to different poles, I have purchased additional brackets, and after locating the DRILL SECTION of the store, spoke to several men who KNOW HOW TO DRILL. I have gleaned crucial advice in regards to drill bits. I told them that while we have 827 SCREWDRIVER bits for our Porter Cable HAMMER DRILL which is pictured above. (this caused two of them to audibly gasp - he he he why yes, I own a 19 volt cordless HAMMER DRILL... he he he) we do not own ANY drill bits. This caused all of them to laugh.
I bought a $9.99 Stanley, all purpose set of DRILL BITS... so I have it under control. I need to drill the small hole at the end of the wooden pole so I can screw in the double headed joiner screw to create a twelve foot pole.
The new diameter is smaller and THUS the drapes will slide.This is of course, IN THEORY. Now that I am home, guess who wants to HELP ME? John Travolta? Noooo. Bruce Willis? Noooo. Clint Eastwood? Noooooo. Tim the Tool man Taylor? Nooooo. The Sparkly Guy from that Vampire Movie? Nooooooo. All I have is Ty Leach. God help me.
The last time I was standing on our stepstool during phase one of this project, Ty thought it was informative to point out that it is imprinted into the plastic that the stool only holds 250 pounds of weight and we have had this stool for 15 years when I weighed much more than the upper limit recommended. All those times I was on the top rung, hanging Christmas lights, changing light bulbs, hanging pictures, I was RISKING MY LIFE. Did I know that the stepstool said that 250 pounds was the maximum? Huh, did I?
Ummmm, yes, I do believe I noticed it every friggin time I stepped on that top step and thought 'Dear God 278'... THANKS HONEY.
The drapes project is finished and no blood has been shed. All is good once again.
posted by Susan Maria of BariatricEating.com @ 8:48 AM
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