Why Me?

It's a blustery day here today: currently 44 degrees, with a wind chill of 35. Our old maple tree in the back has shed thousands and thousands of seed pods, so the boys are out back raking. It feels like fall.

I got a good start this morning, had a warm breakfast and went out to cut the diagonal ends of the sideboards to attach to the stems: It was to look like a boat today.

But, guess what?

ONE OF THE @#%$ING SIDEBOARD JOINTS CRACKED.

WHY?
Isn't fiberglass supposed to be durable? Isn't this epoxy supposed to be stronger than the underlying material it's holding together? Why do I have to treat it like an antique glass egg?



Clearly, it's my fault. I've mixed it incorrectly. A blind man could see that.
But that doesn't lessen my frustration.

I can't glass them today: it's far too cold out for it to set properly. Tomorrow should get to the mid-60s, so perhaps I will fiberglass them -- AGAIN -- tomorrow. (I'm going to run out of fiberglass before I even get to the bottom of the damn boat.)

Leave to cure . . . then I guess I try to join them NEXT weekend.

This thing is never going to be done.

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PS: For your ghouls out there who asked for it, here's a picture of the shard of wood that went into my hand:

This went straight into my palm, so all that was sticking out was the square edge. I couldn't believe how long it was when I pulled it out. (I had to use pliers to pull it out.)