Corkin’

And I did that this morning, climbing up the full extent of my sixteen-foot extension ladder and squirting caulk into nail-hole divots in the Hardie planking, which the first building inspector (the one who did the framing inspection, which I passed) told me had to be done before I could call for final inspection of the roof project.  One of my neighbors came over to hold the ladder, since L wasn’t around—she left yesterday morning for Maryland, on a visit to BunRab, and won’t be back until the thirtieth.

Potential plans for this afternoon include putting a second coat of stain on M’s desk, starting to paint the fourth window screen, or sawing up some more pieces of The Shedding Tree, now that I got the second wood rack assembled.  Or that last one might wait until I get the chainsaw back out of the shop—one never knows, do one?

About Marchbanks

I'm an elderly tech analyst, living in Texas but not of it, a cantankerous and venerable curmudgeon. I'm yer SOB grandpa who has NO time for snot-nosed, bad-mannered twerps.
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