It wasn’t raining when Torso Boy went out two hours ago but it has started now. I never picked up all those plywood scraps scattered around the yard to help with the mud, because I’m a
This rain was forecast and it’s only supposed to last the day, and I have no clue how much rain we’ll get. But I’m reconciled that we’ll have another half-week of muddy walking, minimum, just because it’s been that kind of winter.
Figures. I’ll have to haul it all out of there in Spring to fix the floor, which the rats have already undermined pretty badly in spots*. But the good news is it’s that much less wood I have to cut later this year.
*Yeah, my brilliant rat-frustration plan failed pretty spectacularly in certain – okay, all – respects. I may need to figure out how to put a door on it after all.