Did you ever have one of those wild Friday evenings, only to wake-up and be shocked at the aftermath? Well, things sorta change after college. But the concept is the same. You can still spend the entire night on your knees, only to get a faceful of shmutz.

Up until this point in my domesticated lifetime, the best day was quite possibly the day I bought my first caulk gun. What started as a simple service-based relationship blossomed into an addiction. After I few weeks, I have the dame thing out all the time, available for a quick fix--just in case there was a need.

You might be sitting, glancing around during dinner and notice something that just has to be fixed at that moment...good thing the gun is close by...a quick pick-up, small application and a finger smudge and you are done--just in time for brussle sprouts.

Last week I picked up a pair of sanders, a mid-sized corner rig and a 5" DeWalt random orbital piece. The later is my new toy.

So last night I decided it was time to fix the bedroom that Bergeron and I had so quickly finished prior to my move-in, two years ago. Always know that when the quality of work is in an inverse proportion to the amount of beer consumed. I had nail holes that looked like they were filled from a toothpaste tube. We are replacing the carpeting due to an incompatibility with our pooch. So there was an opportunity to finish the job I started a while back.

So after a couple of hours time, I got the entire room polished down with 150-grit abrasive. I did consider going further to 220, but the fact that I plan on painting it with a roller afterwards causes me to think that any gain in smoothness will be negated during the painting. Today is some minor finishing, a clean job and then a fresh coat of semi-gloss white latex.