Not making much progress on the brick hod thingie. (I think that’s what it was called.)
It was a lot of work to make the drill for the bridge.
That was months ago, wow.
But the bridge drill bit is a) worn out and b) too big for my brick hod thing.
So I have to find a good branch to use as a handle and then I have to make a drill bit that will fit it, and that’s a lot of work actually, especially when my head still hurts.
I wonder if the birch trees here have aspirin in their barks. Was it birch trees? I’m not even sure I remember.
Anyway I spent the day doing little things around the place to keep it cleaned up. I don’t remember being this neat and tidy before, but then, things weren’t likely to try to chase me and kill me. When getting chased by murderers is an everyday possibility it’s more important than ever to keep the floors and tables clear.