One of my many obstacles to a project this size is the idea of the cost. You see, I have a hard time spending more than $10 on any project (and most of them clearly reflect this quirk of mine), but there's no way around it, drywalling is going to cost in the range of $150-200.
I know I need a real interior to my workshop. It will help keep out the inevitable attempts by rats to take up residence, and it will create a nice space, encouraging me to work. Also, I know that when I complete a job like this, I get a serious morale boost. Investing that kind of money pretty much guarantees I'm going to finish it, too, because I shudder to consider the alternative (shudder).
Still, I can't seem to get down to the store and get it over with. Typically, for a project this size, I first go into the store and draw up a bill of materials, looking for the cheapest, but also making sure I've gotten everything in my calculations.
In the case of drywall: walls, tape, nails, and mud for materials; and nothing I don't have for tools. Not bad.
The dimensions aren't daunting, either: two five-foot walls, two eight-foot walls, and one sixteen footer, with heights of six and one-half to seven feet.
My next obstacle is usually figuring out a way to get materials to the house. In this case, the cars simply won't carry 4'x8' gypsum panels. My Dad's truck has been hit-or-miss lately, what with it being a 22-year old truck with over 600,000 miles.
I could buy a trailer for the Subaru, but then I'm looking at more than doubling the price of the project (feeling my chest tighten). Additionally, I don't have any protective storage space for a trailer. Perhaps I should buy one of those heavy-duty canvas garages, one of which I saw at Harbor Freight along with the trailer (a dream, and a terrible one, and now I'm short of breath and my shoulders are creeping up towards my ears).
So now, in my head, I've calculated the actual costs, added 20% for a typical overrun (mostly for gas, to pay for the dozen or so trips I'll have to make back-and-forth as I remember things, and for the cheap things I first bought, as they break and I have to replace them with slightly more expensive versions), and I've added approximately $400 in auxiliary equipment I'll need just to maintain what I've got after I'm finished. My project has gone from $150 to nearly $650 in one brief anxiety attack.
I need to take a deep breath. And wait a bit.
To get over these attacks, I usually have a series of short conversations about the proposed project with my loving and supportive wife. This series typically lasts about 3 years.
This time, however, I've got a considerably shorter time frame, because I already put it out there in public, and I've made a resolution (I'll take Dad's advice on resolutions next year, I so solemnly resolve).
So think, man, think!
I finally came up with a fun, quirky, some might say red-necked solution to the transportation problem: I need additional OSB panels for the floor of the attic (also on the list of resolutions -- if only you'd given your advice earlier, Dad!)... so, I'll just strap a panel to the rack of the Subaru and strap the gypsum panels on top of it. Then, it's just three short, bumpy miles home. I'll be that guy you get stuck behind on the road; I won't care, either, so just relax and enjoy the pace.
My plan fully fleshed-out, I re-set my stern gaze upon the workshop, clutching my dollars in hand (figuratively), and prepared to make the leap today, to actually buy the materials for the job. It being the worst drought on record in California, I was sure to have a wide open sky under which to...
And of course, it's raining. Four inches, they say, in two days -- about one fifth of our entire annual precipitation.
This rain is absolutely critical to our State, so I shouldn't be upset.
Take a deep breath. And wait.
I guess its on to more interior labors: A stitching pony for leatherwork, and maybe some additional floor space added to the attic.
|There it is, just waiting. And getting wet. And, slowly rusting every tool I own.|