Howdy, all y’all.
The bathroom was put on hold because I hurt my wrist. That's all healed up but then I became abruptly unemployed.
You'd think I'd have plenty of time to work on the bathroom, and you'd be right but there's this whole business of needing to pay the bills, so I've been otherwise occupied.
However, the door is now missing from the bathroom due to its age, fragility and a burst of anger from a Corn Child* and the bathroom door is no more.
Without the bathroom door, we have nowhere to hang the towels other than the shower curtain rod, which is fine for two of us.
The smallest human in the house can't reach that so I have to procure another solution. Hooks at the hardware store are stupid expensive. Pre-made boards with hooks on it, more so. However, there were these cute, square drawer knobs for $2 each.
I have old windows in the backyard slowly being reclaimed by the Earth so my thought was to put the drawer knobs on one of the windows, hang the window and Bob’s your uncle.
1.) The window drying off after I hosed it down. There were a lot of weevils in it.
2.) The knob screws were not much longer than the window was thick so I was going to need to countersink the screws.
3.) Worktable with my sewing machine and the sorry state of the paintjob on the window.
4.) My old Black and Decker drill that works even if I still need a chuck key. I have a cordless driver, not a cordless drill.
5.) I couldn’t find my spade bits so I used a drill bit a touch bigger than the diameter of the screw head to make a hole for it to sit in.
6.) There’s it is…sunk down in which will allow it to stick out farther and grab the knob.
7.) Out of focus installed knob.
8.) I used the pull tabs on cat food cans as the hangers. I used two pliers to make sure I pulled it off the lid intact. Then used the small hole as a washer of sorts. Measured and installed.
I left the paint the way it was after I washed it all off. I think it looks good on this side with the black knobs. The other side is white and the glass glazing is falling off. Maybe someday I’ll take this down and reglaze the windows. But for now, it’s serving its purpose.
*Corn Child. Y’all remember Stephen King’s Children of the Corn? I was calling for the children to get moving. I called them Children. “Come along, children. My children of the corn.” and it stuck. I have Corn Child #1, my son; and Corn Child #2, my daughter. And, lets not forget Betty, the Corn Dog.