I Think I Have Some James Otis

I've been spackling the apartment for the past three nights.

What I've noticed is that I apparently put a few things up with a thought in the back of my head of (a) nuclear war, (b) an earthquake, or (c) a nearby strike by a 50-mile-wide comet, or (d) all of the above.

Tonight, I finished taking things off the walls.

I found that I had used four molly bolts to secure each of two 1-pound swing-arm lamps to the walls. I guess I thought I would be swinging from them at some time.

When I took down the shelf that held the Department 56 village houses, I found I had used six molly bolts for the drywall side of that, as well. Nothing like making sure your ceramic collectible holiday houses don't pull down a 20 foot tall wall. Especially since they are anchored to a two-foot-thick brick wall on one end.

I had put up a 16" wide glass shelf in the main bathroom to hold deodorant, toothpaste, and a jar of Q-tips ... Guess what ... four more molly bolts. Dang ... that deodorant, toothpaste, and a jar of Q-tips might just pull down the whole bathroom wall!

You know ... Dad always told me that "Anything worth doing is worth doing right".

I guess in my desire to "do things right" I may have "overdone things right".

At least I remembered to pick up the 575 pound tub of spackle from Home Depot yesterday.