Having left my broken camera’s mem card at Ian’s, I rummaged around in the drawer for another this morning but it doesn’t now contain any pictures so I guess – surprise! – I made a mistake.
While scraping thinset I’d have sworn I scraped yesterday, I was put in mind of how putting a teenage boy in charge of accomplishing some necessary but boring and uncomfortable task unsupervised is a surefire recipe for disappointment. I know this because I was that boy, and I recall often being on the receiving end of my father’s aggravation since he never seems to have learned that lesson in my case. Yesterday afternoon I must have channeled my inner teenage boy because I didn’t accomplish as much prep work as I’d have sworn I did. The plan for this morning was breakfast, sweep up yesterday’s scraped thinset, then move furniture around. It took a little longer than anticipated but not too bad.
It’s remarkable how just moving a few things around has transformed my safe friendly Lair into an unfamiliar place one goes to do work. That’s one of the downsides of living in a one-room cabin, I guess. But if I stay with it today we’ll be sleeping in our own beds tomorrow night.
As of now – you’ll just have to imagine the pix – I have tiled a baseline stretching the length of the Lair’s habitable bits, the entire kitchen and desk/chair corner, and most – but critically not all – the woodstove corner. Having eaten breakfast, I grabbed coffee and dog food then shuffled furniture around from the untiled to the tiled area. Counting pieces I had to cut I laid 45 tiles yesterday and have quite a lot more than that to do today but most of it is open space so it should go more quickly.
I start at the woodstove corner and work my way backward toward the door! A plan! The sun is still with me and the tile saw is working well. No good reason I can’t finish laying tile today.
Unfortunately somewhere in there I must pause and go help D&L unload a pallet or two of wood pellets. I hope they’ll be ready early because I don’t want to get a call right after mixing a bucket of thinset, y’know?
In fact I should call them right after finishing chicken chores. Which I’m on my way to do this minute. Or after I finish this cup of coffee, whichever comes last.
Sounds like me yesterday procrastinating to get some stuff done and when I did start so did the rain. Oh karma thou are a bitch. I hope all goes well today but I do understand what happens when plan meets reality.