I was starting to get used to my new phone but I’m having a problem with it. It works great as a portable internet device and camera, but the “actual phone” (making or receiving voice calls on my AT&T plan) has some kind of problem that is proving difficult to solve.
I saw this tree from my treehouse.
[daily log: walking, 2km; carrying a freezer uphill, 50m]
Day: July 27, 2020
Caveat: broken freezers and immanent treehouses
The large freezer, over 20 years old, seems to have broken.
Arthur has been anxious about it, so finally today we contacted a repair guy in Craig, who wasn’t optimistic but said he’d take a look. Of course, that means getting it into town. Which means getting it up the hill from the lowest level (the boathouse) to the driveway. That’s going up 3 storeys. I happen to have a furniture dolly, so we used that. It can go over the steps – tug, strain, pull, pause – and doesn’t struggle too much with the gravel.
We fit it into the back of the Blueberry – just barely – and took it to town. The guy will look at it and see what’s wrong and maybe recharge the freon if it’s not leaking.
My personal opinion is that this is a lot of effort and it’s unlikely the freezer will be repairable for less than acquiring a new one. But I am trying to keep my unsolicited opinions to myself – arguing with Arthur is frequent and too easy, already, if I limit myself to solicited opinions.
When we got back from town, I worked on the temporary deck for my treehouse. This is not meant to be a permanent deck – it’s just a bunch of scrap 2x’s laid across the beams so I can move around up there. I need to work on upgrading the cable attachments at each corner.
Caveat: Poem #1457 “Twenty-second stanza”
ㅁ Kiamon acted without prior thought, forcing the hand of the fate that she sought, failing to plan for contingencies, then, marching off into the desert again.
– a quatrain in dactylic tetrameter.