Back at Outside Clyde I have been staying busy despite a full week of pain in my lower back and left hip. I finally gave in and made an appointment with the chiropractor. Rural poverty can slow things down.
That busy does not necessarily involve work on the cozy cabin though. When I last stopped tiling there was only one row and a thin sliver left to reach the shower pan and have this phase of the tile floor project complete. The next phase is the grout.
That thin sliver got me thinking. I mucked around with the idea for a couple of days and it just kept getting more complicated.
Forget it. Keep it simple stupid.
The glass block and supplies for the shower wall were picked up today. The white field tile and decorative 1 x 1 glass tile for the shower interior are here and waiting. I keep at it.
There has been increasing happy talk from certain quarters that the cabin won't be finished in time and I will have to spend another winter in the resident gardeners house. "Just think you will be able to work all winter on things and have it done by spring."
These gardening chores that need doing keep being invented, deliberately I think to prevent me from working on the cabin. It sure was nice to arrive to the low spot on a North Carolina mountain top and have the ridge top garden spic and span, the hanging gardens of Betsy's Gap planted and blooming, the vegetable garden producing greens and ready to burst in to life and all that was needed was for the bottle of wine to be opened.
My fate may be sealed.