February 10, 2010 0

Measure Twice (or Thrice), Cut Once

By in Creations

While difficult for me to heed, this old adage is quite wise. On Sunday night, after a low-key Superbowl party, Tim & I felt energized to finally finish one step of our ongoing back porch project. In the dark.

We started remodeling the back porch on Thanksgiving weekend. What I thought would be a simple project to keep our back porch clean and more functional has become a palatial remodel complete with insulation, new electricity, floor replacement, and unending hours of projects that may never be finished. Since there are lots of little things that must be completed before we can actually use the room, I jump at every chance to do one small task.

Sunday night was all about completing the last wall in the closet. We’ve been using masonite beadboard rather than sheetrock for the interior walls. During our last burst of energy, we didn’t have enough materials to complete the last wall of the closet. After borrowing a van, tools, and finally procurring the last sheet of beadboard over a month later, we were finally set to finish up.

As I stood in the dark in the backyard, using a circular saw to cut out a hole for the electrical outlet, I was struck by how important it can be to measure correctly. I ended up measuring three or four times and still had to cut three times (apparently I am not skilled at reading a tape measure).

I feel like I’ve run through life without measuring a lot. I dive right into something and cause (sometimes irreversible) consequences before I’ve counted the cost. Sometimes even when we do measure, however, we end up with bad results.

For me, Sunday night’s impromptu project provided a test of patience, a reminder that safety glasses are not optional fashion accessories, and an appreciation for re-cuts and do-overs.

AFTER

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