Now I know why I’m not a carpenter.

My wife wanted to repaint our bedroom because it was too dark. Ok, lets do it. I foolishly said, “Hey, let’s put some crown molding up as well.” I had put up chair railing in the babies room, so I figured crown molding wouldn’t be all that different.

Turns out it really is that different. I determined I lack some fundamental understanding of the coping and mitering process.

I was just having a hell of a time getting the corners and middle of the run joints to look ok. Finally I just said fuck-it and got out the wood filler. Your average carpenter doesn’t have time to put some real artistry into filling up the one-inch gap in the corner where the molding doesn’t come together. They choose to do it correctly the first time, where as I prefer to tap into the creative side of my brain and sculpt the corner to a point where it’s marginally acceptable. Acceptable enough for a $105,000 house at least. It’s done now, but it will still need some touch-up work when I have some time. A little sanding here and there and a bit more wood filler will make it all better.

My goal-scoring drought continued last night even though we kicked the shit out of the black team 13-2. I don’t think I’ve had a goal in something like 4 or 5 games. I did have several assists yesterday, but no one really cares about that. They don’t have a term for having 3 assists in a game. Three goals, hat trick, three assists…mmmm nothing. I’m also a face-off god now. I win something like 95% of my face-offs. So I do contribute, just not in the only-way-to-win sort of way.

It’s Carter’s first day of day-care today, and my wife’s first day back at work. I hope they are doing well.