February 10, 2010
You will not make me cry. I will not let you make me cry.
It's 47 degrees inside and out. I've been freezing my rear all day. Kids are fine near the fire in the living room, but I can only break away from "apprenticing" long enough to thaw my appendages, then it's back to holding wood in place, sweeping up, holding one end of the tape measure, etc. etc. etc.
Progress is so slow. Really, all we thought we'd have to do was pull out the old broken door and replace it with a new one. But then we found rot on every adjacent beam.... You just can't cover that stuff up and hope it'll go away.
So it's 6 PM. Getting too late for Miner to use any of the power tools if we want to stay in the neighbors' good graces. But he's determined to get at least the door in the jamb before bedtime. Don't know how he plans to accomplish that tonight, because the cedar siding has to go in before the door can. That means more measuring, more cutting, more nailing....
I believe I'm going to be sick. Already have a comfy cotton hanky in my pocket, waiting for the inevitable.
'Ailina on Home Improvements