-33c - Time to paint.

Were having a late brunch today. Enjoying the full sun shining under the blind that covers the big South facing window onto the lap top laden kitchen table. We're taking the morning off.

The shop project went well yesterday. We got all the O.S.B installed and the top trim, cut the attic door access and I even managed a trip to town to get four 16 foot pressure treated two by fours to use as baseboards. Just in case I have to hose the place out.

Boose is definitely the shop cat. Must have been when she came into our lives. She has taken up daily residence in the construction site. Not dismayed at all the cutting nailing and generally carrying on yesterday she sat curled up on my coat, in front of a small electric heater, watching the progress. From time to time, she would stretch and come over to where the action was at the moment to give it a cursory inspection and get a scrootch.

Today's plan is to clear out the place, sweep up, acoustic seal the wall plastic to the floor, install 2X4 baseboards and put plastic down over the floor so that I can get a couple of coats of primer on the walls.

Here's an email I received this morning from a friend. Kind of gave me pause for thought:

If you can live without caffeine or nicotine;

If you can be cheerful, ignoring aches and pains;

If you can resist complaining;

If you can understand when loved ones are too busy to give you any time;

If you can take criticism and blame without resentment;

If you can ignore friends' limited educations and never correct them;

If you can treat the rich and poor alike;

If you can face the world without lies or deceit;

If you can conquer tension without medical help;

If you can relax without liquor;

If you can sleep without the aid of drugs;

If you can have no prejudice against creed, color, religion, gender, sexual preference, or politics —

— then you have almost reached the same level of spiritual development as your dog.

I am sure that Xena would agree - but she has too much humility.


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