I really wanted to throw stuff out in the street in protest, but none of my neighbors would understand the sentiment. I guess it's due to moisture, who the hell knows? My layer of thinset just will not cure. I took the time to prime my new mantle and spackle the holes from the removal of my previous atrocity of a mantle.
Man, this really puts me in a bind! I really wanted to get some things wrapped up this weekend, but it looks like this may drag on into next week. Not to worry, I've resorted to priming stained-wood trim in my frustration. Before I know it, I'll be done with these few deeds and contemplating just how in the hell I'm going to paint that 16 foot high ceiling in my den. I'll find someone daring enough I'm sure.
For now I'll carry my oil-based primer laden self to my operational shower and scrub a dub dub. It's been a long week already and I guess I don't mind the setback. Time dictates just about everything in my world so I've come to adjust to that factor. No Hooters tomorrow night, I'll be spreading grout and painting a mantle.
I'll post a few pictures once I wrap this hog up.
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