In high school and a little bit into my undergrad, I went to Mexico every summer with my church youth group to build houses for the homeless.
[That's me scaling framing as I hammer in some nails.]
[That's me on a roof, nailing in some tar paper.]
I would like to thank Chad, Dan and mi padre for giving me the skills that I would need to KICK ASS at the Home Depot and on this project.
A while back, a beautiful painting split into three different canvas' arrived at my door. They had been sitting in my apartment for several months so I thought it was about time to stretch the canvas.
I went down to Home Depot per my dad's recommendation and told the Home Depot Man that I needed x-amount of wood in x-amount of inches. Home Depot Man told me I needed to saw the wood myself.
Guess what? I did it in a designer shirt looking like a champ/pro/baller.
[All that wood. I cut it myself. And then I bought a STAPLE GUN. See how I labeled the length of the wood before I cut it? That comes with baller experience.]
[I made a hole with an electric screwdriver and then I screwed the nail in manually. BOOM!]
[I did that a total of 14 times. You may be asking yourself, "If there are only three paintings, shouldn't that only be twelve sides." Well, yourself, yes. I messed up the first two corners. So, I had to do it all over again. It was very frustrating.]
[BUT! I did it!]
I'm quite proud of myself. Look how pretty it looks on my wall.
Song of the Blog: The Ballad of Mona Lisa by Panic! at the Disco