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With Beth out of town this weekend (visiting her family in North
Carolina) I figured this would be a good time to take care of a few
minor housey-type projects. A little interior painting, replacing some
ceiling tiles downstairs, stuff like that. Nothing major, really, but
just a few things on my list that I've been putting off lately.
The first project I tackled yesterday was
fixing the kitchen cabinets. A couple of the cabinets were coming loose
from the wall a little bit and one cabinet in particular--above the
refrigerator--had a little bit of sag going on. It was leaning enough to
the left that I couldn't open the left-hand door without it scraping the
top of the fridge. So I propped it up and secured it with a few wood
screws into the cabinet on the left. Then I used a couple of toggle
bolts to secure it to the wall on the right. I tried the door again.
Still scraping. Hmm. Since I didn't really feel like taking the whole
damn cabinet down and repositioning it, I got the bright idea to just
raise the doors. Me smarter than cabinet! A couple of measurements and
drill holes later and the doors were a half-inch higher. Presto. Mission
accomplished. No more scraping.
Later that evening as I was slugging down some
lemonade straight out of the pitcher in front of the open refrigerator
(hey, Beth's not around), my gaze came to rest on the top of the
fridge...
Could it be--? Is it possible that--? I got out my level and placed it on
top of the fridge.
Sure enough, the damn refrigerator was higher on the
left-hand side. Cabinet smarter than me!
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