How a woman hangs a painting: It involves a hammer and nail probably barely big enough for the job and holding up the picture to where we think it looks "about right", hammering in nail, realizing it's off a few inches, removing nail and starting over. We know of course, that the offensive extra holes will be covered by the art we're hanging and if not, then spackle is a girl's best friend. Besides, right after this we have to make dinner and wash a pile of clothes.
How a man hangs a painting: The process begins with a lengthy evaluation of the contents of the workshop. A nail is not appropriate for the job and just the right screw must be found. Locate drill. Find appropriate bit. Locate measuring tape. Locate stud (This is the all important step). Do I need to go on? You can see where this is going. There is an inordinate amount of time spent tapping the wall, measuring, remeasuring and having me sit across the room to see of it looks okay. Bless his heart he wants to do it for me AND involve me which seems like an inefficient use of manpower but I'm keeping my mouth shut, sort of (does saying, "This is an inefficient use of manpower" count?).
The room we are redoing is a man room, the den. So it's all about football, geneology, and Civil War relics.
This wall will eventually have a very masculine distressed leather sofa, if I can find what I'm looking for.
Next up: fireplace makeover.