The problem is that the slats (should have mentioned this) rest on a metal lip that extends up to the width of the slats…
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Also, they’re split down the middle. I guess we could fasten them together, but there are easily twenty. I’m trying to figure out a load-bearing piece that maybe looks like this
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so we can drill holes in the vertical bit to hold it up. Do you think that would work?
[SUB]I can cook and sew but I’m lousy at construction. I hold the hammers.[/SUB]
welby, I was gonna say I was sorry that it’s Thursday, but I take it back now. Pthibbit.
Yes, you can drill through metal and get this done, but you have to be more careful about it. Metal is less forgiving than wood.
If you have the room underneath, drill holes through the lip upward, and use regular wood screws to connect the slats. The alternative is to drill all the way through from the top, and use nuts and bolts. Whichever way you do it, you’ll only need to do this with with 1 or two slats in the middle, unless of course you and Sex Husband have a reputation for really slamming the headboard into the wall.
My other suggestion, if you have a mechanically handy guy to do the work, is todrill through the sides of the frame, and use a pair of threaded rods and a turnbuckle to draw everything in. The tricky part here is cutting threaded rods to the right length without bunging up the threads.
kai, the boy child became Lil Lestat[sup]TM[/sup] because he’s a born night owl and hates the light of day…from the time I brought him home from the hospital up to the present day (he’s 22). Luckily, no evidence of blood drinking yet. Lately he’s developed a taste for square meat. (Your daughter story is too funny!)
li-li, your problem isn’t the bed. It’s all those extra husbands in it.
welb, sorry about your missing day. Have you put out flyers?
Wooooooooo, Dotster! Congrats! There are very few things that feel as good as quitting a job you hate. (Most of the things that feel better shouldn’t be talked about in mixed company–and you’re too young for that yet, anyway. )
I want to go hooooooome. It’s gonna be a long day. I can feel it already. I’m tired. I’m not cranky yet, but I’m sure it’s only a matter of time.
I have begun my vacation list-making. I love lists. I’m such a dork. I have to list everything I might pack, then list everything I will pack, list things I have to do, list things I have to do that I probably won’t do, etc. It’s why I bought a whole new mini-notebook for my vacation.
And I love me some crab rangoon–hey anyone up for Chinese? (hee)
MBG -#3 ting: the puter that had your email on it died in a lightining strike a month ago. I will try (is it in your profile?) If not, email me and I’ll reply. O-change the last bit to mac.com and then it’ll actually get to me!
I am sorry that it’s Thursday, because I have to work tomorrow. I am getting so much done here and school calls etc. Ah well, it pays bills (and it is much better now that I quit those committees).
wiki --I think he is in for a BIG surprise. Fencing is all discipline and training–no real goofing around. Who knows? It might be what he needs and wants. This came from him, so that’s a positive. And I have the perfect leverage now–any whining will be met with “you did soccer for 2 days–get to work”. See how they dig their own graves? heheheheheh. (ok, I enjoyed that a bit too much!)
Bed troubles, oh my. How about adding corner pieces of wood slats to make right triangles of every corner? Would that help?
And sewing IS 3-D! You can do this!
Tree guys not here yet. I plan on cleaning the upstairs this afternoon. Why hasn’t People magazine called for an exclusive on my life? Phone line is open…
Good Thursday morning. Time to do laundry again. Then a nice day of surfing, Roombaing, and general slackering.
rigs, in answer to your questions: 35, yes, yes, yes except during hockey games.
gt, the mother dust bunny is cute, but the young overrun the place, Tribble style(Why do I have pet hair on the ceiling?)
Spats. I like the Wednesday pun. Hockey season is only a month away! [sup]10[/sup]
swampy, I’m guessing dgd is in Arizona. Don’t slap the fool in Etlanner, poke him with a wwwwiiiirrreee hhhhaaaaannnggggeeer!!!
Puggy, I had a roommate like that. At one point we had 10 broken lamps in the living room, and I had to read by flashlight. I started to refer to him as The Prince of Darkness.
Dot: A Chinese restaurant owner and his wife are in bed. He rolls over and tells his wife, “How about a 69?” His wife replies, “You want beef with broccoli now?”
Well, I am back from my deliciously long lunch and trying to twiddle the rest of the afternoon away so I can go home and snooze on my sofa! Lunch consisted of very nice beef and ricotta ravioli in a cream tomato sauce with a home-made style chocolate milkshake, followed by an apple cinnamon crepe (with fresh whipped cream) and a raspberry herbal tea. YUMMY!
FCM, I am a lawyer doing transactional work (large-scale project financings for $100+ million), so when we have a deal moving, I work whatever hours I have to to get the work done. Last year, before Christmas, I was working on 2 big deals, one of which was just starting to get busy, while the other one was a full-blown nightmare getting ready to sign. I flew to London for 4 days of 12-hour-a-day meetings, took the redeye from London home (about 6 hour flight), had 2 hours sleep and then spent the next 36 hours doing last-dash negotiations to get documents ready for the signing on the other deal! Aaaaaaggggghhhhh! But to answer your question, I will definitely be taking time off for baby - at least 6 months. I sometimes wonder if subconsciously, I got pregnant just to take some time off work!
gt and swampie, yes I am in the Middle East, in Bahrain (next to Saudi Arabia). But no worries about bombs and such. The closest we get is the occasional demonstration that devolves into a molotov cocktail party! Other than those (which are few and far between) it’s very quiet here, but very hot. The Met Office said the apparent temperature today is 129F! Good weather for staying in the airconditioned office/apartment/cafe and drinking iced peach spice tea!
Congratulations Dorothy! Food service is such a crappy, unforgiving industry to work in!
canineservant funny joke! I say DottieG is in the middle east cause in her post she was talkin’ about going to lunch shortly. This was a post made while some of us were still in bed here in the new world. For sure peoples in Arid Zona woulda still been asleep.
Yay Dotster for quitting that job you hated. However, that channeling Little Richard thing, ummm… ya might want to get that seen about.
Little Richard’s in bed with a chinese restaurant owner, he rolls over…
Oh never mind, it was going nowehere good anyway.
rigs, I got your e-mail, but am running out for the day in a few minutes, so I’ll reply probably later tonight, or tomorrow.
Ya Dot! In your honor, I will not enjoy chinese food all day. of course, I’ll be at the ballpark this afternoon, so this should be easy for me. Nevertheless…
Just got back from picking up a few things and dropping off library books. I am trying to get motivated to a) eat breakfast, and b) clean the kitchen and do a bunch of chores before the Husbands arrive. I dunno when that will be. Driving Husband worked a night shift, and Lazy Husband is, well, lazy. I expect they’ll arrive maybe at noon or one.
Pugs, Driving Husband occasionally mutters bitterly about Mr. Lissar’s Sex Privileges. Then Quasi-Daughter kicks him, and runs screaming from the idea of any of her friends actually having sex. She’s a little funny that way.
Puggy, please, let those of us who haven’t gotten to the baby stage retain our illusions for a little while longer. I figure I’ll do okay, because I’m nocturnal and I like sitting in rocking chairs. Don’t burst my bubble until I’m eight and a half months along.
all they really need at those places is someone who can say “and wha’ else?” or “ten minute”
congrats to the mom-to-be - i realized a loooooooooooong time ago that while I make a terrific aunt, I’d make a lousy mother . . . .
(just took a sip of coffee and thought “ah, sweet nectar of the gods”)
. . . because I can barely take care of myself - (that, and there really haven’t been any promising prospects in my life for many years now - no, no AI for me, thank you)
