The Interesting and the Banal

I was talking with a friend the other day about the interesting and the banal—we agreed that sometimes the banal isn’t always a bad thing—I’ve spent the past couple of weeks trimming out a house—hanging doors, casing windows, building a little window seat and plain bathroom cabinet  (really just a box)—none of it interesting or challenging—yes, perhaps even banal—I get there at 8:00 am and leave most days at 4:00 pm—take a half hour for lunch—cut innumerable 45 degree angles on the chop saw—make small talk with the other trades and listen to a lot of bad radio programming—pretty easy—if this was all there was I’d probably be miserable but this has given me a break—let’s face it carpentry is rarely a glamorous job and most people aren’t too adventurous when building their homes—I feel fortunate to have a balance in my life between the interesting and the banal—fortunate to have a job that often leans heavily into the realm of interesting—

This job has given me time to sort through the piles of receipts stuffed into cupboards and organize them for my accountant (banal but important)—I was also able to hang some of the cabinets in the ongoing bathroom reno--the plumber is coming on Monday to hook up the sink and that, for me, is pretty exciting

I broke some glass too! That was eventful