My Own Worst Enemy
Sometimes I annoy me so much. You'd think after all these years I'd have learned how to slough off detritus, adopt more efficient habits, toss aside all those stupid notions that cling to me like wool socks on a cat. Especially so after a period of reflection. When I can objectively look at myself, identify a quirk, and say "You know you're really holding yourself back behaving like that."
Take gaps and levels, for instance. When most people hang pictures, they just eyeball things, pound a few nails in the wall, slap the pictures up there, and are back on the couch in under 5 minutes.
Not me boy. I have to measure, painstakingly do the math, make sure the bottom of a picture is precisely halfway up from the picture next to it, perfectly center isolated pictures above the table, make sure gaps between pictures are even both horizontally and vertically, and most important by far, assure that everything is perfectly, precisely, level.
Every time I go to hang pictures I think "I should just do what other people do. It'll save time. It'll be easier. No one will notice. Everything will be fine." But then that devil on my shoulder whispers: "But the gaps might not be even."
*Shudder*
I've even been known to walk around the house with a carpenter's level checking pictures for plumb. For no other reason than to know that everything in my little corner of the world is orthogonal, straight, and true.
Of course Pisa is out of the question.
K-
Take gaps and levels, for instance. When most people hang pictures, they just eyeball things, pound a few nails in the wall, slap the pictures up there, and are back on the couch in under 5 minutes.
Not me boy. I have to measure, painstakingly do the math, make sure the bottom of a picture is precisely halfway up from the picture next to it, perfectly center isolated pictures above the table, make sure gaps between pictures are even both horizontally and vertically, and most important by far, assure that everything is perfectly, precisely, level.
Every time I go to hang pictures I think "I should just do what other people do. It'll save time. It'll be easier. No one will notice. Everything will be fine." But then that devil on my shoulder whispers: "But the gaps might not be even."
*Shudder*
I've even been known to walk around the house with a carpenter's level checking pictures for plumb. For no other reason than to know that everything in my little corner of the world is orthogonal, straight, and true.
Of course Pisa is out of the question.
K-
