Taking Care of Business, and working overtime...

Well, not really overtime, but I've got something to do and i'm getting it done. Git-er-done!!! Sorry, couldn't help that one (fucking Larry the Cable Guy, such a....) Anyway, my mother is getting a new couch for the living room, and she wants to fix up the room before the couch comes in. I have a bit of work ahead of me, but I can do it. My mother wants the walls to be smoothed out because they have a stucco design that she put on them when she first moved in, so first I have to sand down the walls. That in itself has been an adventure.

First I started off sanding the wall with a hand sander, and that was a pain in the ass to do. My mother told me to go out and buy an electric sander, so I buy one, and it fucking dies on me. Great. I went back to the hardware store today to exchange it with a new sander. I talked to one of the workers and he said I needed a better sander to do the job i'm doing, so he suggested a belt sander. Fortunately for me they let me pay for the belt sander minus the cost of the broken sander, saving me $30. W00t! The funny part of that whole situation was that the boss of the store started to get on the manager because he thought that nobody told me how to replace the belt on the sander, even though the manager showed me himself. The boss was giving everybody shit about it so one of the workers begged me to tell him that I was shown how to replace the belt. He calmed down after I explained everything. Crisis was averted, I got a new sander, and all was right in the world. Holy crap that is a powerful sander! I sanded down 5/8 of the wall I was working on in 20 minutes! I should theoretically be done with the rest of the walls by tomorrow! YAY!!

Step two will be a lot easier. I will be slapping drywall compound on the wall so that it will be truly smooth. After that, step three will be a breeze. All I have to do there is paint. Hopefully things will go as planned.

I've hooked up my own work outfit, let me know what you think...