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So. Yesterday, I had to get a whole bunch of stuff so we can bend the metal mesh and thereby make the walkways. Metal-bending tools exist but the CO$T is more than we can bear. Besides, you can make your own for like $300.

I only forgot one thing - C-clamps :P

So today:

• Clean the house
• Write the instant
• Get the C-clamps
• Also acquire cream and sour cream
• The Brat Run

So yeah. I'm a busy li'l bumblebee today. I

Thant's the sound I'm making in the attempt to get this project up and complete to the last yard.

To do:

• Attach roof beams.
• Paint frame and door
• Attach door
• Attach skin
• Acquire materials for walkway
• Make walkway
• Furnish interior of kittycat condo.

I'm planning to use all the daylight at my disposal for this, and you'd never guess that Beloved wants to do this at all.

Therefore, the story will be happening way, way, WAY later in the day. After we

I'm doing what I can to get the writing things done early so a majority of my day can be taken up by concrete. I only have the vaguest recollection of manipulating the stuff myself, and most of that was being allowed to scribe my name into a slab with a stick.

I was very smol at the time.

This is a cubic meter of concrete to be shaped into a floor for a cat enclosure.

...and of course my ability to

It's stopped raining, however temporarily it might be doing so. However, my spidey senses adjusted septum is telling me that rain should be coming by. Soon to now.

Please, rain, do kindly fuck off to the dryer regions until we have that concrete nice and set. There's a peach.

Today, Beloved and I are boxing out the concrete zone. I am also unfucking the house, writing my Instant, and potentially scribing 1K words further towards this week's goal of 9K. If I

We thought it would be a simple stapling job. Half an hour, tops. Easy peasy lemon squeezy.

Nope.

It was the archetypical "five minute job" in which the client -Capt. S.- seriously misunderestimated how complicated the job was.

Have you ever tried to tailor-cut wood with a staplegun? No? That's the kind of job we had. We needed tools and the ones we had access to were lost, broken, rusted, or incomprehensible.

So of course that necessitated a visit to the

I really gotta focus.

Beloved stayed home to help me yesterday, and today the entire frame is complete and awaiting Tuesday. Tuesday is when all the fun happens.

The boxing, the concrete pour, the levelling thereof and all the jiggery-pokery. After that bullshit is over with, I have to harass my beloved into constructing the walkway that will connect the cat shelter with the main structure of the house.

Of course, I still have to go over said structure with Spakfilla and