Sunday, October 28, 2012

Momma needs a new hammer!

Jeff and I spent some time salvaging the lumber from our old roof. It is great quality, old growth true 2x4s (which means it really measures two inches by four inches, not one-and-a-half by three-and-a-half). We don't have a specific plan for it, but we hated to see it thrown away. But it meant we had to knock the boards apart and pull out some pretty hearty nails. That is when I lost my head!

My hammerhead, that is. Jeff always called this my "lady hammer", as it's a rather lightweight, slim handled hammer. It was sometimes too slight for the job, but it usually performed household tasks well. Now I guess I'll be on the hunt for a new model.

In addition to losing my head, I lost a foot as well. Not a limb, of course. But it almost feels that way. We discovered this morning that our new addition is one foot too short! That's a full twelve inches! For those who have ever constructed or remodeled anything, you'll know how significant this is, especially in a small-to-medium sized room. In our case, it dramatically affects our floor plan. We'll be talking to the contractor and the framers tomorrow, but I have a feeling that what's done is done.


  1. Ha! That looks just like my "girl hammer." Bryan will search for his for an hour before using mine.

    A foot is a huge amount of space! Hopefully it's not too late to get it back.

  2. That hammer has to be older than I am! I think I outgrew it a while ago (since it was only an 8 oz model), but it was nice to have a lightweight version around the house for small jobs. Sometimes it nice not to worry about it causing too much damage if dropped or swung wrong!

    The missing foot is permanent. We got some explanations this morning (not great, but it helps), and we have some options (again, not great, but it's where we are now). That's life.