Daylight Savings

Daylight savings tonight. I've always loved being gifted an hour. Giving it back in the spring sucks, but that's something I'll worry about then instead of now.

Monday marks week 35 of Carrie's pregnancy. We started off the day by going to Home Depot and spent most of it doing cleaning and work on the house (the excitement of married life, no?). I won't bore you with details of painting and trying to put cardboard under door hinges to make them close easier. Instead, I'll tell a short story about moulding.

For those of you not in the know (as I wasn't before owning a house), moulding is a strip of something that runs between two surfaces. Usually, it's where the walls meet the floor or the ceiling. Look around your own home and who knows? Maybe you have some, too.  Anyway, the moulding I'm going to mention is a beveled strip of wood mounted where the top of the walls meet the ceiling in our soon-to-be-born baby's room. It's also a cracked, nail-pitted, chipped paint piece of an eyesore that somehow manages to bend and warp so it doesn't touch the ceiling and/or the wall in some places. We could replace it, but that's a lot more work than just trying to spruce it up. Carrie had already repainted the walls of the room and was working on the trim, so she decided to caulk the gaps and some of the nail wholes. Then she started to slap on a fresh layer of paint. A fresh layer of paint that started to bead and refuse to stick to caulk. Whoops. Silicone is apparently a "no paint on me" surface unless you happen to buy the special "I'll let you paint on me" variety. My first thought was to scrape out some of the caulk (which would've been a lot of work), but that got nixed due to our stucco ceiling. Home Depot didn't offer us many options either. The man behind the counter just winced. His advice: "think outside the box." Our solution: masking tape!  We bought a big roll of tape, and while I was trying to fix doors, Carrie smoothed tape across the moulding and painted it. The wet tape bubbled slightly, but it turned out to look a lot better than we'd hoped. You can't even see the cracks anymore! They're covered with tape! That moulding has probably never been stuck up there better than now. I'll probably have to replace it one day, but at least the baby's room is ready.

No writing productivity to report. I've written an outline for a couple of stories, but no words are penned yet. I had to take work off on Monday for a contractor so I'll try to do more then. Today, I tried to help Bill break his League of Legends losing streak. We failed. The streak goes on.  Yesterday, I played a game as Gargas that went pretty badly as well. His ultimate is to throw an explosive barrel that knocks enemies out of its radius. I had pretty poor timing on several throws which caused a chorus of "I hate you, Mike"s over vent. In retrospect, it's pretty funny. It'd have been even funnier if I'd been doing it on purpose. I could have pushed enemies into retreating teammates for laughs, but hindsight is 20/20. I think I'll just stick to my usual fare.