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No closet rod home fix-it project in the world is so urgent that it needs to be fixed late at night in the basement.

Oh yeah.  And never EVER try to quickly whittle down the diameter of closet rod wood with a box cutter.  (Dang).  I’m just lucky that the blade went in at the angle it did, and no tendons were hurt. 

I got six sticthes during the wee early hours of the Fourth of July.  And I get them out tomorrow. 

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