This tree observed the installation of a table saw in the treehouse.
I borrowed Arthur’s table saw. I told him that I would rather have it in the treehouse, close to my working area. But in fact, that’s not quite accurate. I actually put the table saw in the treehouse because when I use the table saw in Arthur’s shop, he hovers and tries to help, but his hovering is unhelpful and stresses me out – he wants to tell me I’m doing things wrong, he’s always got very particular ways things should be done. By putting the table saw in the treehouse, he’s unlikely to make the long, arduous journey over there just to watch me “doing it wrong.”
[daily log: walking, 6.5km; c115066077084s]
love it! you just had to outsmart Arthur! but I can only imagine how on earth you got the table-saw up into the treehouse. those are beautiful screen doors you built – you’d never find those in any hardware/lumber store.
your treehouse is quite an accomplishment! you should be proud!