Some of the lumber we carried to the back of the house has been put together in such as way as to resemble the beginnings of a deck!
Unfortunately, a lot of the lumber we carried to the back of the house turns out to be the wrong size of lumber. So it will have to be carried back out to the street, and correct lumber will have to be carried to the back of the house.
Fortunately, this was the fault of one of the constructionators, so he will arrange for and help with all this carrying-about. (Though I fear Mark will help as well. Because he’s nice that way.)
The deck is actually farther along than the above-picture, but by the time it got farther along, the rain started again, and I didn’t want to go outside.
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And in novel news, I got to a point in the manuscript yesterday where I had had, er, a moment of angst and despair, it seems, as I was going through the printout.
Fortunately, I DO know now, and the scene is nicely rewritten, and I’ve gone on to the next one. But oh yes. Novels are hard: let’s go shopping!