The temps have moderated from the near triple digits of Monday...we are seriously considering a/c!
I started the chicken condo last evening. I moved my chop saw out to the back of the shop where the construction site is located and Jack and I positioned the piers. Tonight, after his last Music Awards Banquet (Time sure flies!), I plan to build the platform and continue working until the Skeeters drive me inside.
I started a new album on Facebook for this project.
While working last night, I realized that after 41 years as an engineer/architect and 32 years as a soldier, I have finally degenerated to the point where I have become the general contractor to a flock of chickens!
Somewhere, back there, I lost the bubble!
Yes, but your days are "your own." You have to do no man's bidding (except for Barb and Jack). You've lived the American Dream! Good on you! I'm signing off for a couple of hours to pay serious attention to this headache. If I can manage it now, I won't have to call in the heavy artillery.
You are so funny, Duke! You're doing what makes you happy.......a reward for all your previous hard and dedicated work.
Good morning, everyone.
So funny. The chickens will enjoy your work.