And the end of the soffit…
Crazy-boy here. Got to the house last night at about 9:30 and worked on the baseboard trim in our bedroom until 1:30. Don’t ask why I was foolish enough to start the trim in the most difficult room in the house. I had my reasons, none of them brilliant, but what it amounted to was that I wanted to work my way from one end of the house to the other. In the end it probably wasn’t wise too choose the most difficult room in the house to get started on. My trim skills being a wee bit rusty made for one too many trips back to the the miter saw. There are two ways you can look at this: 1) I’m incredibly stupid. 2) I really wanted to challenge myself to make the rest of the house seem so much easier.
Hmm… I think it’s the former…
In other news, the soffit is now complete and the back of the house has been completely backfilled.
Can you say M-O-V-E-I-N-D-A-Y?
