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<\/a><\/p>\nNifty, eh? <\/p>\n
That’s a Rubbermaid Configurations organizer for 3-6-foot closets from Home Depot. Reviewers praise them and it was certainly easy to install and seems sturdy. But I’m not giving it my full v*te of confidence until I see how well it bears weight.<\/p>\n
The Chinese cabinet and Indian wall hanging I picked up at a storage-unit sale a couple of weeks ago. They give the closet a nice touch of class, don’t you think?<\/p>\n
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At a contractor’s garage sale yesterday:<\/strong><\/strong><\/p>\n Me: (Prying open a half-used five-gallon bucket of joint compound to see whether it’s still fresh)<\/p>\n Contractor: That’s a bucket of plaster. You use it for …<\/p>\n Me: I know. I’m just checking its condition.<\/p>\n —–<\/p>\n Me: (Spotting bundles of trim). Oh, hey. Crown moldings. They’re getting hard to find. The lumber yard doesn’t even carry them any more.<\/p>\n Contractor: Those are crown moldings. You use them for …<\/p>\n Me: (Rolleyes)<\/p>\n At lunch yesterday with Furrydoc:<\/strong><\/strong><\/p>\n We are belatedly exchanging Christmas presents.<\/p>\n Me: Oh, I almost forgot to open the card. (Rip, tear) OMG! A gift certificate from the lumber yard! Best Christmas gift ever!<\/p>\n Yep, that’s the difference between people who know me and who don’t know me. \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n —–<\/p>\n Actually, the contractor does know me. We’ve been nodding acquaintances for years. He’s the nicest guy you’d ever want to meet. Helpful and decent and honorable and (as far as I know) good at his job. He’s just incredibly, unintentionally, ceaselessly patronizing. He’s one of those guys who’ll never get past thinking of women as creatures designed solely for marriage and motherhood — helpless ninnies when it comes to anything else. <\/p>\n Once he was at my house with another contractor, a tree guy. The tree guy asked, “Are you married?” A question I didn’t mind because in the context of our discussion he clearly meant, “Do you have someone around who can do heavy lifting?”<\/p>\n Before I could respond, the garage sale contractor piped up, “No, but she really wants<\/em> to be married!”<\/p>\n Nicest guy you’d ever want to meet. But you see why I never hired him. Great garage sales, though. Twice a year. Gotta love that.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Still have to put on the baseboard molding (tonight, maybe) and clean up the mess, but other than that the inside of the bedroom closet is now Officially Done. Nifty, eh? That’s a Rubbermaid Configurations organizer for 3-6-foot closets from Home Depot. Reviewers praise them and it was certainly easy to install and seems sturdy. But I’m not giving it my full v*te of confidence until I see how well it bears weight. The Chinese cabinet and Indian wall hanging I picked up at a storage-unit sale a couple of weeks ago. They give the closet a nice touch of…<\/p>\n