The Siege.

I suppose I owe you all an update.
I blog when I'm happy, pleased with progress, or eager to show something off. I'll own up to that-- and really, isn't it sorta that way for all bloggers? Well. I don't have anything to show off. Progress is pretty uninspiring. It's still winter. We're both, I think, starting to wonder at ourselves-- whose idea was this, exactly? 

This is the slow stuff. The slow, logistical, unglamorous stuff. I've been spackling and respackling those lumpy seams while Patrick mutters and paces and jiggers and rejiggers wiring, lighting, and the exhaust fan we're building into the header. This weekend he got the exhaust hose connected to the fan. Next weekend he's touring-- Pennsylvania and Delaware-- with the band... so, yeah, it'll be awhile. It is sluggy.

Meanwhile, I know the luxury of being able to focus on inside projects is coming to an end-- a good and a bad thing. I am eager to be gardening, it is true, but I'm not sure the kitchen project will be able to handle the competition of greeen. We'll see. We'll get it done eventually, right? Probably with help. Yes. Help will be required. Oh, uggghhhh...
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