{"id":25162,"date":"2016-04-19T10:49:12","date_gmt":"2016-04-19T17:49:12","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.backwoodshome.com\/blogs\/ClaireWolfe\/?p=25162"},"modified":"2016-04-19T10:49:12","modified_gmt":"2016-04-19T17:49:12","slug":"sometimes-you-just-have-to-laugh","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.clairewolfe.com\/blog\/2016\/04\/19\/sometimes-you-just-have-to-laugh\/","title":{"rendered":"Sometimes you just have to laugh"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Yesterday The Wandering Monk came by to pry some lengths of 2&#215;4 off the exterior walls of Ye Olde Wreck. They are among the last traces of the monstrous not-a-garage. I&#8217;ve never had any idea of their purpose. They had zero structural function. They were as far from decorative as could possibly be. The only use I could imagine for them was for hanging tools, but there was no sign they&#8217;d ever borne hooks or any other hanging devices.<\/p>\n<p>They were just &#8230; 2x4s. Extremely long ones. Nailed high up on the walls.<\/p>\n<p>It baffled me that I&#8217;d been unable to make headway prying them off myself. But since they were large and potentially dangerous if they crashed down from overhead, I figured I&#8217;d leave them to a pro.<\/p>\n<p>Here&#8217;s the reason they were so hard to get down:<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.backwoodshome.com\/blogs\/ClaireWolfe\/2016\/04\/19\/sometimes-you-just-have-to-laugh\/nails_trimnailsleft_structuralnailsright-small_041916\/\" rel=\"attachment wp-att-25163\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.backwoodshome.com\/blogs\/ClaireWolfe\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/04\/Nails_TrimNailsLeft_StructuralNailsRight-SMALL_041916-450x338.jpg\" alt=\"Nails_TrimNailsLeft_StructuralNailsRight-SMALL_041916\" width=\"450\" height=\"338\" class=\"aligncenter size-medium wp-image-25163\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>The nails on the left &#8212; some of them nearly 5&#8243; long &#8212; were holding up those useless trim strips. Dozens of the things, pairs every couple of feet. This is only a sampling.<\/p>\n<p>For contrast I give you nails of the size the geniuses who built my house used for <i>crucial structual functions<\/i>. On the right are 6d and 8d nails like those they used to attach both the enclosed porch and the entire back wing to the original one-room house. These are not the actual nails, which were all rusted and bent from the stresses of the house pulling apart around them. They&#8217;re just nails I keep on hand for light duty applications &#8212; like nailing up trim.<\/p>\n<p>I don&#8217;t know when the cancerous not-a-garage was built. It was clearly a boozy afterthought. But the useless 2x4s the monk removed yesterday were true dimensional lumber, from back in the day when 2&#215;4 really meant 2&#215;4. That puts them solidly in the time when the original builder was still living there.<\/p>\n<p>Somebody really had some amazingly whacky priorities.<\/p>\n<p>Anyhow, now that the 2x4s are gone, the only remaining trace of the not-a-garage is 1\/4&#8243; fiberboard that covers the original tongue-and-groove siding. And those my prybar and I are more than capable of doing away with.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Yesterday The Wandering Monk came by to pry some lengths of 2&#215;4 off the exterior walls of Ye Olde Wreck. They are among the last traces of the monstrous not-a-garage. I&#8217;ve never had any idea of their purpose. They had zero structural function. They were as far from decorative as could possibly be. The only use I could imagine for them was for hanging tools, but there was no sign they&#8217;d ever borne hooks or any other hanging devices. They were just &#8230; 2x4s. Extremely long ones. Nailed high up on the walls. It baffled me that I&#8217;d been unable&#8230;<\/p>\n<div class=\"more-link-wrapper\"><a class=\"more-link\" href=\"https:\/\/www.clairewolfe.com\/blog\/2016\/04\/19\/sometimes-you-just-have-to-laugh\/\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Sometimes you just have to laugh<\/span><\/a><\/div>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[14,31],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-25162","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-home-improvement","category-rural-and-small-town-living","ratio-natural","entry"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.clairewolfe.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/25162","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.clairewolfe.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.clairewolfe.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.clairewolfe.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.clairewolfe.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=25162"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.clairewolfe.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/25162\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.clairewolfe.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=25162"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.clairewolfe.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=25162"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.clairewolfe.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=25162"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}