9/18/19
(Above: Me, delving into the umbilichole.)
Building Summary: This morning began with my pouring concrete in the formed utility hole. This included: procuring the equipment, mixing the concrete, pouring the concrete into a pitcher, and pouring concrete out of pitcher and through a 2″ piece of PVC pipe into the target location. Padre helped me during this time by adding some extra flow-control to the third pitcher full of concrete (so the substance would flow into every little corner), and he filled up / placed all dirty tools into 5-gallon buckets of water.
After that, and while I intermittently watered the curing concrete, I fastened trim along the kitchen’s floor (the previously painted wainscoting). This was followed by my venturing outside, setting up a work table in the hay barn, procuring Hugh’s old miter saw / molding strips from yesterday, taking/scribbling down measurements for that molding back at Jacobhouse, and then cutting the molding – scarf joints, straight cuts, and all.
(7:57 PM Update): This afternoon, I painted the floor-trim from this morning floor. The color? Turquoise, of course!
The ‘fancy’ drop-cloth I placed down in front of the utility hole to protect Jacobhouse’s floor from wayward concrete droplets. 
The result of this morning’s concrete pour. As Padre, Wag, and I have discussed… if a rodent somehow finds it way through steel-wool / hardware cloth infused concrete, I believe it will be time to attempt coexistence. 
Unpainted molding for Jacobhouse’s south side and office area. 
Painted molding for Jacobhouse’s south side and office area.
TIL: Today I learned that the expression ‘When it rains, it pours’ comes from the original phrase ‘It never rains, but it pours‘. The latter has been in existence for hundreds of years, dating back to well before the 1800’s. The former phrase, however, was a result of a Morton’s Salt Company ad campaign in the early 1900’s, advertising how their salt did not cake-up when it rained. Evidently, salt caking was a major problem in households back in those days; if any humidity got into the home, salt would not come out of the shaker, and it would be next to impossible to get out of the carton (without destroying the carton, that is). Morton Salt Company solved that problem*, coined the aforementioned slogan, added an umbrella-girl to their container, and have been thriving ever since.
Commentary: Once again, it has been quite a long and busy day. They seem to arrive in numbers for some reason – something akin to the ‘when it rains, it pours‘ phenomenon. Either way, I have a couple highlights today. The first is a simple statement of appreciation in regard to the fact that Jacobhouse’s umbilichole is now sealed with concrete against vermin incursion. I will no longer need to provide daily updates on the topic anymore, and hopefully, it will be quite some time before I’m required to crawl under the container home once again.
The second highlight arrives in the form of a video. At the time this was recorded; Padre, Wag, and I had just walked up an Angus cow that was having calving difficulties (the newborn was simply too large**). Wag was the one to point out that #273*** was calving. I went out to go check on the situation, and this is what I found:
Final Note: Tomorrow I plan on installing molding along the southern and office walls. How I will go about this is yet to be determined. I may use Loctite construction glue. Afterward, if there is time, I will go about test-cutting some galvalume with the diamond-blade saw.
*By adding magnesium carbonate – an anti-caking agent – to their product.
**Despite the difficult calving, it appears as if both cow and calf are going to live.
*** The large Belgian Blue troublemaker/fence-crusher I’ve mentioned in earlier posts.