My dad came over one final time to try and get everything done before I was going to host my future sister-in-love's (stole that, but love it) shower. On the agenda was the crown molding above the cabinets. Now Dearest Husband hates mitering. I can do it, but I was super nervous to attempt it on the wood we had bought. It wasn't cheap and I didn't want to be the one to mess it up.
DH and my dad worked on the crown molding for over 8 hours and got no where. A huge part of the issue was not having the exact right tools. Finally they quit.
It was kind of depressing, but we talked and decided that it wasn't a huge deal to not have it done before the shower. Family is loving and understanding. Right?
Brian was talking with someone at work and the co-worker's sons are master carpenters. HMMM, can you see where this is going? Long story short, one of the sons came over and helped put it up! WOO HOO! And I have to mention, it was the day before the shower. Now that is cutting it close.
Isn't God good? Thank you God!