One problem is all the dust I’m creating. I can’t go too long without trying to cough up a lung.
Of course, I made a larger hole than I needed to, but someone had to do it. Me or the guy who is coming to replace the door.
I have to move the light switches and the electrical box over to the right hand side away from the door frame so it doesn’t interfere with the new door frame. I also think I need to buy a mallet to hit the chisel with, since my rubber mallet is falling apart. Oh, the joys of construction.
You’re behaving so manly these days. That’s so hot!!