for want of a stud
Jan. 4th, 2006 09:05 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
verbicideSo today I actually tried out the drill and it was a lot less terrifying than I'd thought it would be. Also, less powerful. I had this mental image that I would put the tip against the wall, press the trigger, and would be in danger of puncturing straight through to the outside world. Not so. I applied pressure, a little hole finally appeared, I put the screw in, drilled it the rest of the way in.
The first set worked so beautifully, I called Jeff and left a jabbery, ecstatic voicemail.
The second set was a little less tight, the third set was wobbly and has now fallen out. I think I need those drywall anchor-thingummies. Which is sad, because I thought I would be able to put up the damn curtains tonight. But tomorrow I'll hit Fred Meyer on my way home and hopefully that'll take care of it.
It was still weirdly exciting. I also finally hauled in my new stepladder from the car. RAWR.
Hee. I drilled!! I mean, it's netted me nothing so far, but I did it!!
Come on, people. GROUP HUG!!! Dogpile on Hobbsie!!!
The first set worked so beautifully, I called Jeff and left a jabbery, ecstatic voicemail.
The second set was a little less tight, the third set was wobbly and has now fallen out. I think I need those drywall anchor-thingummies. Which is sad, because I thought I would be able to put up the damn curtains tonight. But tomorrow I'll hit Fred Meyer on my way home and hopefully that'll take care of it.
It was still weirdly exciting. I also finally hauled in my new stepladder from the car. RAWR.
Hee. I drilled!! I mean, it's netted me nothing so far, but I did it!!
Come on, people. GROUP HUG!!! Dogpile on Hobbsie!!!
