Angela Law

animal lover, gardener, knitter, and gourmet cook
 

laundry room: phase 1

The first phase of the laundry room is complete. It was supposed to consist of painting the walls and ceiling, but I did more than that. I took out the retractable clothesline and added a wall-mounted drying rack in its place. I also replaced the wall-mounted storage rack (for the mops, dustpan, etc.) with a new one. And the utility sink wasn’t looking great, so I replaced it and the faucet, too. I also bought a new piece of artwork and hung a few other existing (small) pieces in the room. I had to replace the light, too, because the old one would not work with the beam. I probably did a couple of other minor things as well but that’s the gist of it.

I previously mentioned that the shutoff valves for the sink did not work. I bought new shutoff valves on Sunday and installed them and they leaked (a very slow drip through the threads). I tried removing them and reinstalling them with the same results. Some people online recommended thread sealant so I picked some up after work on Monday and that did the trick. Some people use the sealant, others use the tape, and others use both. I went with both and if I ever have to do this again, I will use both again.

The intended laundry room project is to put up a fake beam to hide the pipes and cables that run along the ceiling. But it didn’t make sense to do that without painting first, and then all of the other stuff looked bad after that, so the whole room got an overhaul. I’m not complaining, though. I’m pretty happy with how it turned out and once the beam is up that room won’t need anything else for a long time.

pamela: a love story

Since I’m on a Pamela Anderson roll, I watched her documentary last night. It was pretty interesting. Having lived through the Pammy and Tommy thing, I was surprised to learn that they were only together a few years. It seemed like forever at the time. She seems to be having a late-life resurgence. She was on Broadway a couple years ago, as I learned from watching the show and I’ve been hearing about her movie, The Last Showgirl, which sounds pretty good. Good for her!

a guide to the good life

I’ve never documented the nonfiction books I have read, but that’s about to change. I’ve been reading a lot of nonfiction in the past couple of years and would like to keep track of them, so this seems like the best place to do that.

This was a decent book about stoicism. I’m normally a Ryan Holiday fan, but my mom loaned me this book so I figured I’d give it a shot. My goal with nonfiction is to get at least one thing out of them, and this book delivered on that. William B. Irvine was the author.

cabinet project

I think I mentioned I was working on a project over Christmas. It’s been in use for a while, but I didn’t completely finish it until this evening. My inspiration came from this video. Obviously, I did a few things differently. The main thing was the top. It looked too unfinished the way it was. I was hoping to get a piece of marble for it because my living room coffee and side tables use cultured marble. But, marble is so expensive. I found a scrap piece of white Corian on Facebook Marketplace and bought it instead. It took the guy a couple of weeks to cut and route a round over on the edges (I guess he had better things to do as he’s a custom cabinet maker), but it was finally ready last night. And, today, the cabinet pulls I ordered were delivered, so I installed them this evening. All that work so I have a place to store dog supplies and my knitting bag! Anyway, I’m really happy with how it turned out.

mine

This was a re-read of a memorable book I read a long time ago. In it, the main character (Mary Terror), who was a radical hippie, stole a newborn baby from the hospital and went on a quest to find her long-lost love, who was also the leader of the radical group she once belonged to. The FBI wasn’t making much progress in finding the baby, so the baby’s mother did her own research and was able to track Mary Terror across the country. The whole book is pretty gruesome. Robert McCammon, one of my favorite authors, wrote this one.

My rating: 4/5