Fix Nothing, Feel Everything™
"As a platypus, I build my burrow by digging with my webbed feet and bill. I have never used a level, a drill, or a tape measure. My burrow has lasted decades. Your IKEA furniture lasted until Tuesday. Perhaps we can both learn something here."
Some people measure their walls before buying wallpaper. These people lack faith. True DIYers buy a roll, hold it up to the wall, and whisper "this should work." It never does. Buy three more rolls.
The paste should be the consistency of "regret." If it's too thick, add water. If it's too thin, add more paste. If it's somehow both, you've achieved DIY enlightenment. The wallpaper will definitely fall off by morning.
The first strip sets the tone for the entire project. It will be crooked. This is fine. Simply tilt your head when looking at the wall for the rest of your life. Alternatively, claim it's "an artistic choice."
Air bubbles are just the wall's way of expressing itself. You can try to smooth them out, but they will return. They always return. The bubbles are eternal. You are temporary. Make peace with this.
The pattern will never align at the seams. This is a law of physics. Scientists have studied this. The pattern exists in a quantum state of "almost but not quite." Tell guests it's "vintage" or "distressed on purpose."
Stand back and admire your work. It looks terrible. But you did it yourself, and that's what matters. Hang a large painting over the worst part. Tell no one what lies beneath.
Pick a tile you love. Now order 30% more than you need, because you WILL break some. Actually, order 50% more. You're going to break a lot. The hardware store employee knows. They've seen that look before.
Your floor is not level. No floor is level. The concept of "level" is a myth perpetuated by bubble manufacturers. Pour some self-leveling compound and hope for the best. It will create new, different problems.
The consistency should be like "peanut butter" according to every tutorial. Your thin-set will be either like water or concrete. There is no in-between. The peanut butter consistency exists only in YouTube videos filmed by people who definitely have sponsors.
Start from the center and work outward. Unless you started from the corner. Which you did. It's fine. Probably. The edge tiles will need to be cut. The tile cutter will betray you at the worst possible moment.
Grout goes between the tiles. It will also go on the tiles, your hands, your clothes, your face, the ceiling somehow. Wipe it off quickly. Not that quickly. Too late. That tile is forever stained.
You must wait 24 hours before walking on the tiles. You will walk on them after 4 hours because you need to use the bathroom. The footprint will haunt you forever. Place a rug over it.
The leak is never where the water is. Water travels. Water explores. Water has dreams. Follow the moisture upstream until you find the source, which will be in the least accessible location your home offers. Behind a wall. Under a floor. In a dimension adjacent to our own.
Find the shutoff valve. It hasn't been turned since 1987. It will not turn now. Apply WD-40. Wait. Apply more WD-40. Use a wrench. The valve will break. Water will spray. This is character development.
The pipe is corroded. The fitting is stripped. The previous owner used materials that shouldn't exist together. Is that... duct tape holding a joint? Yes. Yes it is. It has been load-bearing duct tape for fifteen years. Do not disturb it.
You will need: pipe, fittings, pipe tape, solder, flux, a torch, a fire extinguisher, and hubris. Show the employee the piece you removed. Watch their expression change. They will say "oh no." This is accurate.
Connect the new pipe. Tighten the fittings. Apply tape in the wrong direction (there is a correct direction, and this isn't it). Turn the water back on. The leak has moved. It is now in a new location. You have created a sequel.
Water is now everywhere. Your bathroom is a pool. Your kitchen is a water feature. This is fine. Remember: water is natural. Platypuses love water. Your home is simply returning to nature. Embrace the ecosystem forming in your living room. The mold will be your companion now.
This should have been Step 1. The plumber will arrive, survey the damage, and inhale sharply through their teeth. This sound costs $200. They will fix everything in 20 minutes. You will feel feelings about this.
"As a semi-aquatic mammal, I find your fear of flooding quite amusing. I LIVE in water. Your bathroom becoming a pond is not a disaster - it's an upgrade. You're welcome to join me in my burrow when your insurance claim is denied. I have room for one (1) regretful DIYer."
Every tool you need to turn a small problem into a much larger problem
When all you have is a hammer, everything looks like a nail. Including your thumb. Especially your thumb. The hammer will find your thumb. It's seeking it right now.
"Adjustable" means it's the wrong size for everything, but in a flexible way. It will slip off the bolt and remove a small piece of your knuckle. This is tradition.
Measure twice, cut once. Measure three times, second-guess yourself, measure again, cut, realize you measured the wrong thing. Order a new piece.
Contains 47 screwdrivers. None will fit the screw you're working with. The screw was installed by a previous owner using a screwdriver that no longer exists.
The bubble will tell you the truth. You will not like the truth. You will adjust until the bubble lies to you. This is called "close enough."
For when you want a workout AND a crooked cut. The saw will bind. You will say words you don't remember learning. The neighbors will hear.
"If a project seems too difficult, remember: you can always hire a professional. They will find everything the previous DIYer did wrong. They will charge you for the privilege of witnessing their horror. This is fair. You would do the same."
The paint chip looked different at the store. It will look different on your wall. It will look different in morning light vs. evening light. You will repaint. Embrace the cycle.
Tape the edges "for a clean line." The paint will bleed under the tape anyway. The tape is decorative. It is there for moral support.
Water finds a way. You will tighten. You will replace washers. You will apply pipe tape. The leak will move to a new location to teach you humility.
At some point, you will turn off the main water valve. You will forget where it is. The water will remember.
Turn off the breaker. Test with a voltage tester. Turn off a DIFFERENT breaker because someone mislabeled them in 1987. Test again. Get shocked anyway. This builds character.
Note: Placebo Platypus recommends hiring an electrician. Fire is warm but inconvenient.
You will build a simple shelf. You will need a $400 router, a $600 table saw, and a workshop. The shelf will cost $800. A similar shelf at IKEA costs $29. This is the hobby tax.
The shelf will be beautiful. It will be yours. It will be slightly crooked.
The toilet runs constantly. The flapper is bad. The flapper is always bad. Replace the flapper. The toilet still runs. Replace everything. Burn the house down. Start over. Too much? Just jiggle the handle.
The wax ring is a lie told by plumbers to create job security.
Connect the smart device to WiFi. Update the firmware. Download the app. Create an account. Verify your email. Accept terms. Grant permissions. Setup complete. It doesn't work. Factory reset. Start over. Your lights now speak a language you don't understand.
You've read the guide. You've learned to fear. You're ready.