Ready for electrician to distribute wires in the 3 new wall skeletons, then we can begin putting up insulation and plaster boards up to where the windows go in.
= no more hay dust or risk of cat pee (not my cats, the occasional stray) in this section of the loft when that and the top triangle wall are done. Plenty of saw dust everywhere however, so I won’t be able to move in with my stuff until the 4th wall has a skeleton too, at the earliest.
“My eyes are poor. My ears are gnarled. My legs are old and bent.” *
First wall of three has been prepared. I can hardly move or stand upright, but I’ll have to try to fix that later, since my chiro hasn’t been able. Today after a trip to the lumber yard, we’ll begin tackling the other side, tomorrow Continue reading “Studio project 2”
Half a hayloft. Slow going, but it’s this, NOW, or I go nuts. I really need to be able to choose my quiet times to be able to work, not wait for it to be granted.
Clearing, cleaning, more cleaning, lots of cleaning, then starting with those candy cane bales of insulation that you can spot in the back.
On the Phenomenon of Bullshit Jobs – STRIKE!
“more and more employees find themselves, not unlike Soviet workers actually, working 40 or even 50 hour weeks on paper, but effectively working 15 hours just as Keynes predicted, since the rest of their time is spent organising or attending motivational seminars, updating their facebook profiles or downloading TV box-sets.”
I needed one like birds need boots, you say?
Well, it’s something I’ve thought about for years, long before my health crashed, long before weaving. 40 years if you count my playtime in the woods, but seriously contemplating it for quite some time.
I think I’ve even mentioned NOT doing it in this blog, yes, here.
AND I’m fed up with the regular exercises from the PT, AND I feel like I should get it off my bucket list now, not when I’m 65 years downhill with unknown issues. Since I’ve already been made plenty aware that such exists.
