And you know that you’re over the hill
When your mind makes a promise that your body can’t fill
“Old Folks Boogie” by Little Feet
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Later this week, I’ll turn 55 years old. I tell people that there is no positive spin on turning 50. When I turned 30, that was cool; even turning 40 was OK. When you turn 50, you begin to feel older (not really old, but definately older). And then there is the realization that I am now half way through my 50’s. Dang! One thing that I find myself desiring at this age is to let someone else do the tough projects around our house.
My wife has said several times that “we have let our house go.” There are a number of home improvement projects which need to be completed, most of which are man’s work. When she says we have let our house go, what she really means is I have let our house go.
She is right in some respects. I have been hard at woodworking for the past three years or more. I can’t remember another time in my life when I have had more woodworking fun than now. So, there are a number of indoor projects which need fixing. And my yard has never looked as bad as it does now. My workshop is awesome.
The photo above shows a project which I have been avoiding. This is our small upstairs bathroom. While you can’t see it now, there were two areas in the ceiling which had water damage. Very slight water damage. We put a new roof on the house late last year which fixed the leak, but as I prepared to paint this bathroom last weekend, there was no denying the ceiling would have to be repaired.
The repair? Removing the textured, popcorn ceiling. This is the third room in our house which has been rid of this now, generally hated, ceiling treatment. Some of the popcorn stuff had already fallen. My thinking was to just give it time and see how much of it would fall by itself. Time is up – it all needed to come down.
So far, I have determined there is nothing which creates a bigger mess in a home than removing a popcorn ceiling. The textured stuff falls and creates a layer of debris which is not to be under estimated. It lands even in the most out of the way places (like under the toilet seat).
And then there is the sanding…gracious me. Sheetrock mud comes off easy, but it makes a heavy dust when sanded. Just when I thought I was finished sanding, I would see more areas which needed to be smoothed out. It was at that moment that I wondered if it would have not been better to just call someone to do this for me. Andy Griffith said it best…
Call the man. Let someone else do this messy job. Poor me for having to do it. At my age, there is some work that is better accomplished by those who do it all the time. They have the technique down, have the right tools and can do this kind of work quickly. The work is ladder work – not fun, the heat which emits from light fixtures is very noticable; again not fun. I’m covered in dust… man, this is just no fun.
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But, all this time there was a feeling in the back of my mind, barely poking its head out from under all the complaining that was rolling around in there. The feeling of laziness. I should be happy to have the home I have; popcorn ceiling or not. I can do this – just work hard and get it done. I would hate to tell my family and friends that I paid someone to do something that I am clearly young enough and very capable to do. I am glad I didn’t call the man.
And that is the point of this post. We all have that little voice in our head which tells us to stick with it. When I do call the man to fix something (like electrical or plumbing), I wonder if I could have fixed it.
Man-up, buckle-down, get the job done. It feels good when you can look back at your work and say, yep I did pretty good. I am not quite ready to use my almost old age as an excuse to call someone else to do this work.
By the way, here are two projects I completed for this bath many years ago…
I built this about fifteen years ago – red oak and tiger maple. I’ll admit that the side loading drawers are unusual, but there is more usable space with the drawer configured this way. The size of the vanity was largely determined by the stock cultured marble top I got at the home center. I purposely omitted a fase drawer front which is common with vanities. Two larger doors lets more light into the small space below and it is easier to find things. The reason the drill is there is I refinished the oak top; it was looking rough.
This red oak cabinet was a much needed addition. During a plumbing repair (which I didn’t do) we realized the space behind this wall was largely unused. The constuction of this cabinet is cronicled in this series of blog posts.
Recently, my wife and I have steam cleaned the carpet throughout our house. Today, I have some plants to get in the ground. The front yard needs cutting and then this week I’ll finish up some small projects around the house. All this work is related to a family wedding next weekend. My sister and brother-in-law will be staying at our house for a few days. Sadly, we often need visitors coming to motivate us to get our house in shape.
I’ll be back to woodworking soon…