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grauwulf and I should have known better than, as we've dealt with sheets of plywood before and they are *not* taller than we are in both dimensions...) and started trying to apply it to a 4'x8' sheet of plywood. Two cuts in I realized that this would not work; fortunately my semi-panicked revision of plan didn't completely destroy the possibility of using what I had left, but I will be having to make two long cuts on my own without the classy wall saw they have at the hardware store, and improvise a back to the bookcase from what we've already got in the basement.
As if I hadn't been feeling sufficiently sorry for myself, I managed to let the cart roll over my heel on the way across the parking lot, a thing that I suspect I will continue to regret for some time, as it feels likely to bruise nicely. So I was about ready to curl up and cry for frustration (trying not to bothergrauwulf who went back to the office because he particularly needs to study for a class he's gotten behind in) when I pulled into our parking area. With the interminable road construction (with which they are still not done), we've been extremely lucky to be one of two houses on the street that still has back alley parking at the back of our lot, and so it's a nice shaded space. As I pulled up, a handful of starlings were poking around in the leaves by the back fence, and they didn't seem the least bit concerned by the car, so I sat and watched them for a couple minutes.
There were perhaps three or four adults, and a fledged juvenile who was nearly the same size as its parent, but still following the adult around, mouth agape, waiting for food. Parent-bird flew off, possibly in search of a bite for itself, and whiny-teenage-bird sat there, and then tossed some leaves over its head. After a moment or two, it got bored with this, and climbed through a hole in the fence, and then back, but it continued not to take any initiative (either to follow its parent, or to find food for itself.) Eventually parent-bird came back, and did feed it some. Meanwhile, another of the starlings was pulling up worms a couple feet away (it found at least two in the time I was watching) and then came over to investigate the car. It flew up and perched on the driver's side mirror and tipped its head at me until I tipped my head back at it and scared it away. And there were young squirrels chasing one another about the lawn.
So then I came inside and had a cookie and realized that I did still have a 5' long section of a sufficient size to do what I wanted, assuming I can manage to cut relatively straight lines. We shall see.
grauwulf and I should have known better than, as we've dealt with sheets of plywood before and they are *not* taller than we are in both dimensions...) and started trying to apply it to a 4'x8' sheet of plywood. Two cuts in I realized that this would not work; fortunately my semi-panicked revision of plan didn't completely destroy the possibility of using what I had left, but I will be having to make two long cuts on my own without the classy wall saw they have at the hardware store, and improvise a back to the bookcase from what we've already got in the basement. As if I hadn't been feeling sufficiently sorry for myself, I managed to let the cart roll over my heel on the way across the parking lot, a thing that I suspect I will continue to regret for some time, as it feels likely to bruise nicely. So I was about ready to curl up and cry for frustration (trying not to bother
grauwulf who went back to the office because he particularly needs to study for a class he's gotten behind in) when I pulled into our parking area. With the interminable road construction (with which they are still not done), we've been extremely lucky to be one of two houses on the street that still has back alley parking at the back of our lot, and so it's a nice shaded space. As I pulled up, a handful of starlings were poking around in the leaves by the back fence, and they didn't seem the least bit concerned by the car, so I sat and watched them for a couple minutes. There were perhaps three or four adults, and a fledged juvenile who was nearly the same size as its parent, but still following the adult around, mouth agape, waiting for food. Parent-bird flew off, possibly in search of a bite for itself, and whiny-teenage-bird sat there, and then tossed some leaves over its head. After a moment or two, it got bored with this, and climbed through a hole in the fence, and then back, but it continued not to take any initiative (either to follow its parent, or to find food for itself.) Eventually parent-bird came back, and did feed it some. Meanwhile, another of the starlings was pulling up worms a couple feet away (it found at least two in the time I was watching) and then came over to investigate the car. It flew up and perched on the driver's side mirror and tipped its head at me until I tipped my head back at it and scared it away. And there were young squirrels chasing one another about the lawn.
So then I came inside and had a cookie and realized that I did still have a 5' long section of a sufficient size to do what I wanted, assuming I can manage to cut relatively straight lines. We shall see.
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Date: 2009-06-24 04:09 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-06-24 05:21 pm (UTC)Shelves are easy, though-- you'll be fine! I'll bet you've even got the sort of house where you can use a stud finder instead of having to muck up the walls with wall anchors... (the plaster in our house is too dense to find the studs, unless one happens to drill into them while attempting to put in small anchors to hang pictures, as I've done two or three times now.)