It’s not like I’m some New York City girl. For all intents and purposes I was raised in just as much country as MysteryMan, just without the donkeys and farm equipment. But some days, when standing next to a bale of hay that is 32 times my body mass, for example, I no longer recognize my life.
On these long summer weekends, I forget that I spend most of my life in front of a computer.
And that’s not such a bad thing.
There’s some new tools in the Station, and the first batch of baby birds that were living inside have vacated the premises, so it’s time to start bird-proofing. In this case, replacing the rotted-out soffit.
This took an obscenely long amount of time since we had to rip a half inch off the width of these boards to get them to fit, but the end result is worth it.
We tend to run into issue after issue on these “small” projects, which MysteryMan insists is due to his bad luck, and which I insist is called “construction”. This is just how it goes. But we’re learning some important things about framing, and building soffits, and what to replace, and what not to replace, and how to work together as a team, while practicing on the out-buildings. Hopefully we’ll make most of our what-the-hell-were-we-thinking mistakes before it’s time to move on to the real house.
That’s how it goes. Dealing with existing construction and past stuff means there’s always issues. Even dealing with new construction, sometimes the plans don’t spell out something, or can’t work exactly as drawn, or whatever. It happens. Increasing skill and experience makes it easier the next time you run into something.
That bale of hay is huge! And yes, it does always seem that there is something more than bargained for. Your mystery man needs to remember that it’s not a curse, like you said, it’s just construction! 🙂
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