Finally got around to working on our closet some more, but ran into a bit of a snag. Turns out there is something wrong either with my staple gun or with my knowledge of how to use it. Only about 1 press in 15-20 was actually spitting out a staple into the studs. My arms just couldn’t take any more of trying to use the damn thing, so we decided to quit for the night and try seeing if Michelle’s day can lend us his staple gun tomorrow.
I was really hoping we’d be working on just the drywall tomorrow and not still be mucking about with this [bleep] insulation.