6/15/19
(Above: The now fully closed-in Wall #6.)
Building Summary: Today I started off by trimming away the excess spray foam from the inside of Wall #6. This was followed by my lifting and fastening the top piece of plywood for the interior covering. When I attempted to do the same for the side pieces, though, I discovered that they were measured ¾” too wide and ¼” too tall*. Obligatory measuring / marking / cutting ensued, and I was soon able to fasten those two sideboards in place.
With my planned tasks in regard to Wall #6 complete and with the morning only being half over, I decided to Segway up to Madre’s shed near old-house and retrieve the ditch-digging shovel. With the implement, I dug a 20″ deep hole straight from the base of the meter pole until it was directly underneath Jacobhouse’s utility hole. The work only took me about half an hour, so I used my remaining time to collect measurements for the interior of Wall #5, the closet-wall.
Commentary: Today, as I rode around with Padre through the beef herd, I witnessed an especially lazy calf. It was reclining in the shade with all legs out, chewing its cud, and appearing an outright incarnation of contentment. I commenced to point toward the little beast and told Padre that on some days, I wouldn’t mind doing that: just relaxing with not a single care in the world. He agreed.
Both fortunately and unfortunately, this morning was not such a case – unfortunate in the obvious way that I didn’t get any sort of rest but fortunate in the way that I made quite a lot of progress. Once again, I have to emphasize that by giving up a little bit of my evening free time and by getting out of bed a couple hours earlier than I was, I think I’ve effectively doubled my rate of progress.** Perhaps, though, once Jacobhouse is complete, I will allow myself some lazy mornings in the shade. That might be a part of finding Walden, after all.
Final Note: Unless Alan, the electrician, delivers the electric cable later today, I plan on tidying up Jacobhouse and working on the shower drain tomorrow morning.
*Both were caused partly by error and partly by the unevenness of the container’s ceiling and walls.
** Take the building summary above as an example. I split it into two parts because that’s where my morning was broken by the pleasant calf-in-the-shade interlude. However, that split is also a good representation of what would have occurred over the course of two separate mornings back in the days of the 8:30 AM rise time.
There’s nothing quite like rising early to make the most of a day. One hour earlier for a year yeilds about fifteen more 24 hour days at the end of a single year, that’s pretty incredible I think.