By the time I went to bed last night a veritable blizzard was raging outside. The wind was howling and the snow was coming down like a collapsing wall. I expected to see mega drifts out there in the morning. Instead it looked like there had been no more accumulation during the night at all. So much for a foot of snow.
Then I stepped out into the snow. Crunch. This fresh fluffy looking layer of new snow was as hard as a rock. Well this is a new experience. There must have been a switch to freezing rain during the night. Hmm, what are these clear frozen droplets falling from the sky?
The wintry mix fell lightly all day. There were even several snow showers. It never did quite make up its mind what it wanted to be and stick with it.
There was a lot less snow than expected, but I don't think I even want to try shoveling this rock hard bonding agent. The brand new big scoop snow shovel can just sit this one out unless some dire need arises.
All the tongue and groove lumber from the first load is now on the ceiling of the main room of the cozy cabin. It got off to a bad start this morning with a 12 foot length that was not straight and I was unable to convince it otherwise. Once I gave up on it things started working more smoothly.
Lumber by nature is not a precise material. There is always some rogue board lurking in the pile to torment you. Measuring isn't as precise as it is cracked up to be either. That is why trim was invented.
Trim can wait or another day though. I want to coordinate all the baseboards, molding and trim as much as possible. I'll think about trim later.
Next comes the cold. Who knows when I will be able to get another load of V joint tongue and groove lumber down to the cabin. If I am lucky there will be a clear driveway and clear day before the next round of snow arrives later in the week.
In the meantime the drywall will get two coats of primer. Uniform finished looking walls are bound to make me happy.