In this house, there’s only one master of moldings, and that’s Chris. We have all kinds of wonky walls and weird angles going on in almost every room and Chris has always seemed to be able to get everything to fit just right, no matter what. I hardly ever have holes or gaps to fill. Really, it’s ridiculous. I’ve never quite understood how he was able to get things so perfect like he does, especially when he’ll measure out a section of wall in a bedroom upstairs and then he’ll go aaaalll the way downstairs and outside to the garage to do the cutting.
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