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Love a hubby who can do DIY

A lot of locals here are very good with DIY skills.  Listening to my previous story of our cowboy contractor M for our bathroom, you kind of understand why we need to be good with such skills ourselves.  As K says it's easier to rely on ourselves.  Yeah fist pump!

Most importantly, labour work is very expensive in this country.  That is why if you recall many years ago, I said before… my first manager told me plumbers are probably the happiest people in this country.  They earn so much money!  And can get away with shoddy work… unless you are determined to track them down and demand some sort of compensation in return.  But bear in mind a lot of them are rather boorish with big arms… at least that's my impression.  And we are tiny in comparison, you know.

When we first moved in, we had minimal tools.  Really minimal.  And then the wall drilling episode happened if you recall?  Last month… the Geesons came… ambitious love wall… no drill... neighbour came with whole tool box and power drill… step ladder included.  Sounds familiar?

K knew he had to invest in some tools such as a power drill to do some DIY work here and there in the house.  Like our curtain rail.  Sigh, why do things break down so easily here?  When we were painting our room, we asked M the cowboy contractor to take down the old rail.  And because we have a curved bay window in our room, it wasn't easy to buy curtain tracks (uh huh.. ask me anything about curtains now..).  We got a handyman to come over to fix them up and I promise you, he looked like he was 80 years old.  With shaky hands and panting short breaths, both K and I were so worried he would fall off the ladder in our room because we would have no idea what to do then!  He told us he couldn't bend the plastic track as much as to fit the curvature, and so he would do the minimal drilling on the track.  He didn't want to break the track even before we started using them.  Ok fair enough, but we did know that it probably won't last that long then..

True enough as months went past, the plastic rail slowly sagged down with the weight of the curtain.  We both like blackout curtains so we can sleep in on weekends especially during summer, but soon we realised we can see more and more of the sunlight streaming in through the sagging section of the track and the ceiling!

Finally K decided on one Saturday to go down to B&Q to get a power drill and some other tools, and also ordered another new curtain track, this time bendable metal (more durable).  He was so determined to get it done and unfortunately I couldn't help much so I just stood around and took some photos.


We had to borrow a hack saw from our neighbour

Hard at work

Fitting the metal track



So proud of him!

On a DIY roll, he then next moved to install some shelves in the storage cupboard under the stairs.

I'm mightily impressed.  Hurray to more DIY projects from the hubby!

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