The Sky Is My Garden: On With the Floor

In the end, the simple things always throw the biggest twist in construction projects.

Yesterday, Desiree and I finally managed to lay down the last of the interlocking floor tiles in our laundry room. After forcing the final tile into place, I tasked myself with applying edging where the new tile overlays an existing section of floor in the mechanical nook.

That job quickly “went south” on me.

A single length of the metal edging trim was not long enough for the transition. When I cut the second piece and knelt to install it, I discovered the metal colors (though they were the same product name and number) did not match.

After linking together, a string of inappropriate words, I dropped my tools and drove to town to grab a new, matching length of metal.

That didn’t go well, either.

The store employee selected to help me, displayed far more interest in baby talking to a dog leashed to another customer. When I finally returned home, I discovered the factory edge on the new metal had been mangled at the time of manufacture. Rather than lose another hour by running to town to exchange the metal, I hacksawed off the damaged material and carefully filed down the rough edges to make a fresh end of my own.

Though we lost several hours, we finally managed to complete the tile and the metal trim.

I finished with a Cold Smoke beer.