I need to find the miter box. I tried mitering something today and ended up blowing it, because I didn't have the box to guide my cut. Oh well. It was for the cubbies that go above the stove and refrigerator. I want the end of it to look finished, instead of being able to see the cut edges of wood as they're butted up against one another.
Hubster picked up a piece of half round that I want to put on the cut edges of wood on the only end of the cubbies that will show. It will look like there's a little picture frame on the end, but it will look purposeful. So. Yeah. I need to find that miter box. That's okay. We can hang the cubbies before I finish the end, if need be. I will finish the end of the cubbies up one way or the other. It will happen.
In the meantime, I need to fix the bottom of the cubbies. Today when I was trying to do the miter cut without the miter box? Yeah. I scraped a pretty good gash into the bottom of the cubbies that happened to be sitting bottom up at the time. It just seemed like a convenient place to try to miter. Yeah. It wasn't so convenient. I need to patch it up a bit tomorrow, so it's ready to install. It ain't nothin' but a thing.
I'm feeling quite a bit better both mentally and physically today. Forced myself to go shopping with the girls after school today. It can be draining trying to keep up with them when we're out and about, so we usually try to go as a family, instead of just one of us going with them. And while grocery shopping isn't usually something to write home about, it did me good to get out of the house.
I've gotten quite a bit of laundry done over the last few days, and I have plans to get even more done in the next few. I am also really hoping to get some loaves of apple bread baked up tomorrow. I'll probably try to bake up some apple cake and apple crunch, too. They should all freeze well, and that way I don't have to worry about the apples from our tree going bad.
I'm really hoping to get a lot accomplished over the next couple of days.
A lot needs done.
Compulsive hoarding is a mental disorder that is just beginning to be understood. As a hoarder, I have acquired things over the years with a specific purpose in mind at the time of the acquisition, used some of those items for their intended purposes, forgotten the goal for different objects, but now that I find that they have outlived their purpose in my life I am struggling to rid myself of those same things.
You can read the start of my journey here.