Yesterday morning was one of those times that are so very rare now. Steve actually got up at the same time I did. He sleeps so late. I don't know how he can stay in bed when there's so much happening right outside our windows and doors. There's lots happening inside, too.
He stayed up for a while, then went back to bed. I think he must have some kind of sleeping disorder.
I did house things in the morning, because I didn't want to get dirty. I had plans.
I got ready to go out, and took a little trip to take Ada Davis the Christmas Tree curtain panel I had painted for her. She was extatic over it. Ed was so pleased. He loves to see mine and Ada's friendship work. She's such a good friend and associate for me. She's always so supportive, much like Barbara or Shannon. She sent me home with a box of her home made fudge. I noticed that her doves are gone. I didn't notice until I was leaving, so I hadn't asked her about them. She has this lovely little cage for them in her back yard that looks sort of like a pagoda. One of her sons (Gary, I think) built it for her. I would love to have one like it.
I came home hungry, and asked Steve if he's like to go in to Rutledge for some lunch, but he didn't want to stop his work on the security system. I offered to get him a hamburger.
I didn't get to Rutledge, though. Rutledge Pike was blocked off for the annual Christmas parade.
I had seen a house for rent down close to Ada, and I wanted to go tell Renae about it.
I had to call her, instead.
I came back home and had a ham sandwich.
I then went up to the Hut to work. It takes so long to get anything done. Steve came up to help me, and I asked him to change out the roof air conditioner, so we could panel that part of the ceiling. He started in, but was not enthused, and I could tell right away that he was going to make it a real project. He did. He took the inside part of the old one down, and then decided that it was going to be too much trouble to take off the outside roof component, so it's now just sitting up there with little to hold it in place. I see disaster looming.
He then cut the panel to go on the part of the ceiling that is half-way between the living room and kitchen, where the air conditioning is located. When we started to put the panel on the ceiling, we quickly saw that he had cut it about six inches away from where it needed to be.
I didn't say one word, though some really nasty ones were floating around in my head.
He said he would trim it out with some elaborate trim. Trim? It's six inches off!
I'd like to hit him in the head with a 2X4, but he'd have to bend way, way over.
He then started to hang some lights along the ceiling over by the rear wall, and I started insulating the wall up over the tongue with my salvaged ceiling tiles. He carped about my mess the whole time, but I believe in using what you have, and that stuff is just messy. It's fairly easy to work with, though. You can cut it with a box cutter.
After I finished putting it in place, I caulked all the seams. I covered the whole wall on that end of the camper. It looks pretty nice. I'm going to get Steve (if I can) to cut me his scraps from the ceiling material to put on that wall for paneling. I also have some of the salvaged paneling from the old house down by Shannon's church to use, and I'm planning to use it down next to the floor, where the wall takes an innerward turn. I'm going to re-use the shelf that was on that wall originally to make a really exuberant window sill. I like to set things in windows. My mother did, and I think it's kinda neat. I miss her.
Steve gave out on me about 6:00, and came into the house. I stayed behind to clean up a bit, then came in myself. He was asleep on the sofa. He said he was cold, but I sure wasn't.
I let him sleep, and I painted on my Christmas curtain panel. I'll do well to have it done by Christmas, the way I just have to work on it when I can steal a minute away.
I got a bath and washed my hair, then went to bed. It was after 11:00 or so.
I slept fairly well.
There was a really heavy frost this morning. It looked like snow before daylight.
Steve is finally up.
I e-mailed Lynn to tell her she was welcome to spend the night in my Hut anytime.
They may have to sell their house, because the airport has moved their runway so close it's damaging Jim and Lynn's windows. There was some frog the airport wanted to spare. Yeah. Forget all the people in the area....we've just GOT to save a bunch of frogs.
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