Oh! What a glorious day! We’ve made some progress on the bathroom. Not much, but progress…and any progress is better than no progress.

Yesterday he had the day off, he called me at work saying that he tried to hang a piece of drywall. I asked if he started on the ceiling, he said he did. I slightly giggled when he was telling me his problems. I told him to wait until I got home so he could have someone there to help him lift the drywall. He didn’t bother trying to make a drywall “lifter/holder.”

I get home and this is what I see…

I thought to myself…maybe I can even it out and we cans still use the board someplace else. Then I saw the bottom…

I stifled a giggle…and good think Husband couldn’t see me, or he would have been really mad. I then told him. “Oh…well I guess we’ll just chalk this board up to the first try.”

“What do you mean we can’t use it?!”

Hmm…well how do I tell him it’s bad and yet not tell him it’s bad?

"Um..see this is really jagged up here, and then see the bottom, that’s a ton of finish work to fill and sand back down and I am not doing that much finish work. So! We can just use it on some of the smaller areas!" Yay.

He was un-pleased, but didn’t complain.

Later on I forced him to help me (he did not want to) but for the most part I did all the work aside from lifting up the board and putting in the first 6 screws. Here is my handiwork. I even put my blemish in there because I’m not perfect either.