I began by removing the old nasty towel racks. One of the came down nice and easy. The other?
Well, see for yourself.
"Oh fiddlestix!" I exclaimed. And then I shrugged my shoulders and continued whistling Zippiddy Doo Da.
Are you kidding me? I cussed very loudly and threw the towel rack across the room.
As you might imagine, this put a damper on finishing up what should have been a 2 hour project.
And no, I will not be giving a tutorial for patching holes in walls.