One problem with being retired is the lessening of schedule and structure in your week. As a result, some weeks, it seems like every day is Saturday (or some other day). So, when I try to think back about when I did what during the week, it makes it a bit confusing.
Still, I know that it was Thursday that I got back to work on my sawmill frame again, because it was the first cool day for quite a while. I did the final shimming to level and then spent about an hour drilling holes and installing drywall screws in the stakes that will keep the frame from shifting. I got about half done when the battery ran down on my drill, so I called it a day. I could have robbed the other big light of its battery and perhaps finished, but the backs of my legs were complaining from bending over and I was starting to tire anyway. I charged the battery that evening and the battery to the other light as well, though it didn’t take much.
Yesterday afternoon, I finished the task in a little over an hour, before even the first battery played out. I still need to shim three spots, not for level, but for extra support. Plus, I need to cut off a few of the stakes, where they’re sticking up slightly above the frame. I could go ahead and finish painting the frame with the creosote/used motor oil mix that I’m using, but I guess it would be better to install the hardware first. I didn’t work on the frame today, since it’s the Sabbath.
The pooch and I have gotten in a few good porch sits these last three days. The weather has been beautiful, and there’s been a little breeze, so it’s actually felt a bit cool on my arms and neck a few times. I need a shaw!* – lol – I let the pooch lay on the cool concrete during the hot weather, but it’s cool enough now that I put the welcome mat where she likes to lay, since it will be warmer for her. She thinks that’s fine.
I’ve noticed that the last three days, the breeze has been either from the north or east, rather than the west as it usually is. That’s one reason things are cooler, no doubt. It’s supposed to get back up to 80 degrees in a couple days, though. Bummer. I keep seeing farther into the woods as the days move along. It still seems to be that trees are losing individual leaves, rather than the trees changing color. I can tell that day is coming, though, as the greens are starting to fade a bit in a few of the maples and a slight bit of color is just beginning to peek through. I’d say in a couple weeks, colors will be obvious, at least in those trees that haven’t already lost their leaves by “attrition.” I noticed during the last porch sit today, that the evening sun is penetrating much further into the woods than it was a few weeks ago.
Incidentally, some of you may be amused to know that I’m currently reading Wind in the Willows. I bought it for my granddaughter, but never read it as a kid, so I figured “Why not?” There are actually some adult (NOT sexual) themes in there, though many folks might not see them, since it was written for kids. Actually, there are a LOT of adult themes in kids books from the old days; I can’t speak about today’s children’s books. I suspect, though, that any adult themes in today’s books are much less innocent than in the classic kid’s books I’ve read. My granddaughter will still get the book when I’m done with it.
We went to Chinamart today and had to wait over a half-hour for the two of us to get scooters. I was sitting on a bench near the door when a little old lady asked me if I was waiting for one, so she stayed there with me on hers until her daughter got the car and came for her. It actually took several minutes, so we chatted and enjoyed each other’s company. When she left, nothing would do for her but that we hug, so we did. It’s not often you meet folks that sweet anymore.