Mom With Power Tools Strikes Again!

I visited Canadian Tire on the weekend to buy a circular saw. They had them locked in a cabinet, so I had to track down a salesman. I told him what I wanted, and he said "do you want a skill saw or a circular saw?".

I guess he's hard of hearing.

Or thinks that Moms don't know what they want when it comes to tools.

Then I went to the building supply store and asked for two sheets of standard 3/8" plywood.

They didn't question my decision.

I took it all home, and started fixing the one-eyed-monkey-designed kitchen.

I needed to finish the partitions between the bank of drawers and the cupboards on either side of it. The rats are getting under the sink, and then into everything else.

Measure, saw, glue, nail.

Done.

Next, the cupboards above the sink. The vent pipe for the water drains goes up one end of those cupboards. The rats have been climbing it and getting into that cupboard, and the ceiling.

Two boards cut and nailed in diagonally to block access from the pipe to the cupboard. Line the seams with steel wool, and another job is done.

Lots of wood left, so I construct partitions for the cupboards above the stove... if the rats do happen to chew through again, they will have an additional obstacle to get through. Plus, items can be stacked now without falling into the next cupboard. More convenient for storage purposes.

After lining the cupboards with mac tac to hide the raw plywood, Mom With Power Tools retires for the night, satisfied that the rats can no longer invade her kitchen.

Mom With Power Tools suffers from a false sense of security. In the night, the rats chewed a fresh hole in the ceiling and got into a cupboard previously unknown to them.

Mom Wisth Power Tools becomes Mom With Rat Poison.


I am Mom.