We came, we sawed and we conquered.
Today we did the framing, put the cage
dividers in, put the plywood on the roof and covered it with roofing
paper. Everything went pretty well.
No, it actually did this time.
Okay, so there was the one bit where we
were using a chainsaw because we did not want to drag the generator
all the way down there and we didn't trim one post at the correct
angle and then we tried to trim it by hand but then we hit a screw
that we couldn't get back out of the wood and now we had to drag the
motherfucking sawzall down there anyway.
Or the bit where we test fitted the
door but then when we came back to install it it was too large. I am
blaming that of fucking witches because that goddamned door fit like
a dream until we needed to put on the hinges.
Or the thunderstorm that was menacing
us and rumbling until it started sprinkling and then we were all like
'oh we had better put shit away now before the real rain starts.' So
I ran up and put everything away which involved wrestling the table
saw into the shed by myself and then we rushed to throw the roof
plywood up and slap on the roofing paper and then it never did rain
really and the sun came out.
Motherfucking weather.
Plus I got sawdust both down my shit
and then of course into my damn bra. If you are a man you may not be
able to grasp this, ah sensation, but it's pretty much like rubbing
your nips on sandpaper. Oh and also got sawdust in my eye somehow,
despite the eye protection which I am beginning to think is against
me somehow.
Yeah. But other then that it went
pretty damn well. We just have to put on the metal roofing, make the
other three doors, add nest/bedroom/hang out n' party boxes and then
paint the damn thing.
So hopefully this project will keep
rocking along like this and nothing terrible will happen to it.
Hopefully.
Maybe.
I just jinxed it didn't I?
Fuck.
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Oh god sawdust in the bra. the horror. though if you were working with your husband out there, at least there wasn't any need to wait for an "appropriate" moment to try and dig it back out before it eroded the gals too far.
ReplyDeleteYour bunnies are going to be so jazzed with this new space.