Fixing a hole (apologies to Paul McCartney):
I'm painting my room in the colourful way
And when my mind is wandering
There I will go
Ooh ooh ooh ah ah
Hey, hey, hey, hey
And when my mind is wandering
There I will go
Ooh ooh ooh ah ah
Hey, hey, hey, hey
This Sunday my younger son and I rested from our painting labors. I did some minor preparation for painting the living room this week by removing four antiquated television antenna outlets and ethernet outlets and patching their holes in the wallboard. This was one more step toward my goal of making my townhouse look less like a outdated playground for a 1980s electronics nerd.
My patching approach began by inserting skinny pieces of plywood in the holes as backing for the patching compound. The hole on the right already has its backing screwed in place.
The next step was to apply patching compound with a putty knife. Unfortunately, I got excited and inadvertently applied some light-weight spackle designed for shallow repairs instead of the appropriate patching compound my younger son had bought.
At this point it's too soon to tell whether I have filled the holes with something that will take forever to dry, something that will resemble thick pudding for days to come. No doubt this will trouble my dreams tonight.
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