Collapsible Headmaster

The construction crew at the Academy has been working overtime. It seems the Headmaster promised the Headmistress that the master bedroom would be painted for her birthday this week. Three days should be plenty of time, no?

Mwaahaahahaha!

That's the sound of the house laughing. No seriously. The house mocks me.

Now where was I? Oh yes, speaking about myself in the third person. So the Headmaster's simple paint job got complicated, real quick. First, if the walls were going to get painted, all interior walls had to get insulated for sound. That meant two walls had to come down entirely. Then, since the Academy's 5-year plan contained a project to widen the dinky little master bath door, NOW would be the time to do that. Except that in order to reframe the bathroom door, a whole bunch of new wiring had to be rerouted and redone. Yes, nothing excites the Headmaster like double work.

Then the whole project had to be put on hold for hours while the Headmaster went to Camp Springs to clean out the Father-In-Law's shed. It costs $65 per ton to dump debris at the Howard County Landfill. We paid $40. The math paints a bleak and tiring picture.

So here is the progress as of 11:30 pm. Tomorrow is another day - the door frame goes in, the door gets hung, the drywall gets taped, and the first skim coat gets applied.

The plan was to replace all the window and door case molding, build window sills, and install crown molding. But at this rate, the Headmaster will be happy with a single coat of paint.

And now, I have to go collapse....