Today I attempted the caulking. I am writing to you right now with caulk still all over my arms, because I am unable to stand the stench of Gojo hand cleaner any longer, which is the only thing in my home that get this crap off my skin.
|Photography courtesy of The Kid, lack of makeup courtesy of my laziness.|
I've done caulking before, and I don't remember it being easy, but for some reason I had it in my head that this was a 10 minute job, at best. Oh, how wrong I was. After spending an hour or so removing the old, disgusting caulking from all the nooks and crannies of my shower walls, I got the gun out and loaded, ready to go. I squeezed and squeezed with all my might, until it started coming out all over my hands...from the bottom of the container. What the heck? Apparently I am an idiot, because in addition to cutting the tip off (which I did--I'm not that dumb), you have to unscrew that tip and cut off another dealy-bobber that's underneath it. WHY the caulk-makers create their products this way, I will never know. It's redundant. And it's stupid.
Anyway, after I finally figured out this magical secret, I already had caulk all over my hands, but soldiered on anyway. I had this nifty little tool that's supposed to help spread the bead evenly, but after using it, it just didn't look right to me, so I put on even MORE caulk and spread it with my finger instead. It got abso-freakin-lutely everywhere. THIS is what I ended up with:
|Click to enlarge and laugh at my ineptitude.|
So now, of course, I must wait for it to dry so that I can scrape off the superfluous caulk, which would appear to be the vast majority of what I've done here. Yay.
Next time, I'm hiring a handyman.