Crazy

I now know the definition of crazy. Someone who rebuilds something with no previous experience or knowledge - pretty much crazy. Yesterday, I spent the day remaking the second easiest canvas panel. I get really nervous about midway through construction. The seams have all been ripped. I can't decide NOT to rebuild. What if my pieces don't match?!?! So the first few stitches are high stress. Then there comes a point when I say oh who cares, it'll be good enough. And then to the finish line. To see the brand new completed panel is really wonderful.  This is one of the most rewarding projects ever.

Today, it was sunny. There was ice on the tarp from an old rain puddle, but that made it easy to get rid of the water. That piece of ice did not melt all day long. I rebuilt the wood parts of the roof. The ceiling really wasn't too bad, but the sides along the ceiling were wet, rotted and moldy. I ripped fabulous new ends. Then, luckily one of the side boards was fairly intact. I laid it on the wood and traced it. I set my saw rip measure thingy and then noticed that my measure thingy wasn't correct for the end of my cut... Oh for heavens sake... The side boards have a slight curve. All this time literally ripping things up and I didn't notice the sides weren't just straight rectangles. Weird. I stopped working when my back hurt so much and I was loosing the ability to drill in a screw. I went in, took some ibuprofen, and took a nap. Much better now.