Feeling very independent, self-sufficient and proud, I took myself off to the hardware store yesterday to buy a hammer and a spirit level. I have a couple of pictures and things to put up and a whole lot more coming – yes, coming, though I now have a sort-of date for the arrival of my stuff: late days next week. Anyway, I wended my way through the maze that is a hardware store and found the hammer but not a spirit level and for some reason, I thought they might be near each other. As I was looking I came across that delightful creature called the ready-made tool kit, complete with hammer and spirit level.
Now, at this point I was ready to remodel the bathroom so thought, of course I need everything in that tool kit even though I don’t know the names for some of those things.
So, off I toddled home all excited about my new adventures in D.I.Y. When I got the tool set out of it’s packaging, I cam across a very unexpected obstacle. There was a sheet of plastic covering the tool. Now, this sheet of rather hefty plastic as screwed onto the frame of the tool box. Like this:
So, there is the screw holding down the plastic and under the plastic … the screwdriver.
The other funny thing was that I did not have a pair of scissors. My new tool box had some – under the screwed down plastic…
Later, when I had solved the problem through ingenious use of my one knife, I set about hanging the pictures. Hefting my new hammer and approaching the wall with determination and a real sense of domination, I struck the first blow in my D.I.Y. career and began pounding the hook into the wall. Here is the result:
I would love to tell you that the photo is upside down, but, alas, it is not.
However, I did manage to successfully get the pictures hung before the end of the day, but that hook there, I cannot get it out of the wall! Here is my eventual handy work:
So, pride back in place!