While my body feels like I did a lot today, my brain doesn’t really agree since there isn’t anything to see.
I spent my time today doing some cleaning and organizing of my space, materials, and tools so that I have room to change my focus and not have to spend 2 hours hunting for what I’m looking for, but not able to remember where I put it.
One thing I’m going to have to do is paint the panels I’m going to need for the doors I want to work on, so I needed plenty of space to lay all those pieces out. I needed to shift some things around to free up space. A few of the tools that I won’t need again soon and the small stack of boards and trim pieces that I wasn’t using and were in the way needed to find a new home to make that happen.
In the process of doing that, I discovered a very unexpected and unwanted visitor hiding under that stack.
At first, I thought it was dead since it didn’t move when I uncovered it and didn’t try to get away from all that was going on around it. I’d called Hubby down to get it outside, but he was certain it wasn’t dead even though I didn’t see any movement. I pushed it to the side with one of my wood scraps and it still didn’t move. When I went to get something to pick it up, Hubby noted rather loudly that it was, in fact, very much alive.
It was still pretty slow, so we were able to get it safely scooped up and rehomed outside, but it made me wonder if I should have let the cat back in the basement after all. She doesn’t put up with anything like that in her territory, so I wouldn’t have had that unpleasant surprise.
After the drama settled, I managed to get a partial panel and 2 full panels sanded down and ready to paint to work on my doors. After doing the recessed area, the one thing I wasn’t a huge fan of was how rough the beadboard panels still looked after they were painted. They still look good, but there were places where there was a thread of wood that stuck out into the groove or was just a little rough in places, so I’ve decided that I need to give all my panels a light sanding and clean up the grooves a bit before I paint to try and cut down on those issues.
Do you have any idea how much of a pain it is to try and sand all those tiny grooves? And do it by hand?
I thought about trying my Dremel on it, but I could not find it anywhere. I’m sure it’s there in one of the many piles and bins and boxes of stuff I moved out of my space before this project got started, but not where I expected it to be. Instead of blowing my day digging through every single one, I decided to just do the work by hand.
I will be spending as much time as necessary to find the damn thing tomorrow.
Between all the vibrations of my sander and all the elbow grease needed for those groves, my body decided to call it good at those three pieces for the day. And maybe the rest of the week.