… rather than “rearranging the deck chairs…” (“… on the Titanic,” to complete the aphorism).
Which is to say, I was working on the treehouse project. I’ve got a sort of temporary deck on the west portion, now – just some 2-by’s (2×4, 2×6, 2×8) laid across the four beams that stretch from tree to tree. I then stood on this deck, feeling a bit precarious, while I hung the cable on the west tree and attached it to the two corners of the western support.
It would be easier to explain with a picture, I suppose. But no.
Another drizzly day. And I tired myself out, going up and down the ladder, pushing boards around.
[daily log: walking, 2.5km]