We had a spell of cold weather, and were just not up to the job for a while. But the temperature has risen, so the workers are back in action. Everything seems to take five times longer than I imagine. It is wonderful meditation practice.
To-day we were fitting an eighty inch length of quarter inch plywood against one wall of the head. It took five goes before the thing would fit, and every step of the way involves the kind of personal contortion not customary to people in their mid-sixties.
John has altered the floor of our main cabin. He has made a flat section, where we used to slide. For me, this is an unmitigated improvement. For John, not quite: because he is 6'2" where I am 5'3", he is now at risk of hitting his head. I think I will put a whimsical cushion on the ceiling ...it may look unusual, but I may prevent head injury!
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