It's like building a boat in your basement.

Safely outside, waiting for its chicken wire cover.

Or, in my case, building a chicken tractor (don't look, APG) in my living room.  I have never lied about my complete lack of building skills.  I have a very limited sense of space and dimension.  It took me years to be able to parallel park even a tiny Toyota MR2 (gawd, I loved that car!)  When I decided to provide my Red Rangers a change of venue, I dug around in my 'construction pile' - aka, leftover bits and bobs of prior projects - and found enough 1" PVC pipe to make a tractor large enough for my six birds.  I drew it up, made a list of PVC joints needed and hit Home (away from home) Depot.  Full disclosure here:  it took a total of three trips to get it right.

I pulled out my handy PVC cutter (WHAT?  You don't have one???) and I carefully pieced it together whilst watching a "Murder She Wrote" DVD.  Then I pulled out the super glue and began welding it together.  Well, thank goodness I took a break and mulled over the project before I finalized it!  A little late in the game, I decided to measure it to make sure I would be able to get it out of the living room and out of the house.  NOT.  It was a full 2" too wide to make it through even the sliding glass door.  What to do?  I jacked it over on its side, pounded off the bottom braces and cut each leg 3" shorter.  Then put everything back together again.  If that doesn't work, it will be a neo-modern-classic entertainment center.  Especially when the chicken wire is added....