Yesterday after church, I felt the need to get the cushion done for the window seat. Ryan cut me a piece of plywood, and I got out the roll of memory foam I had picked up at Walmart earlier in the week. Ryan got me set up with a staple gun, and then left to go home teaching. I was going to impress him with my craftiness when he got home, supposedly an hour later.
I got the padding hot glued to the board. I decided that might be easiest to do outside since foam leaves a mess when it gets cut. Then I hauled it inside, cut my fabric, and tried to staple it to the board.
I could not get those staples into that wood. I tried pushing really hard, I tried another angle, I tried googling staple gun videos to figure out what I was doing wrong.
Well, I would not be impressing Ryan when he came home.
I tried texting Ryan- what was I doing wrong? Could he think of anything?
Time passed. No response. It's been an hour and more.
"When are you coming home?"
Now I was pouting. Seriously? He was doing this to me when he knew I was working on a project?!?!?!!
(The outside work. Just me and my mighty glue gun.)
Finally Ryan came home. Apparently the staples he loaded up where about 3x too long. No wonder I couldn't get those stupid staples into the wood.
Next step, paint.