Y'all are speaking swahili. I can turn a computer on and off. I am fluent in the programs I need for work and I can do the bare minimum with my smart phone. Beyond that, nada. I'm glad we have folks like you that understand those machines though.
I patched the hole in the shed roof today and that project just kept getting bigger. When I crawled up on the roof it was covered in leaves, sticks, and the limbs that fell down and poked the hole. I swept that off and onto the ground, adding to the already massive pile of leaves and sticks.
I didn't have any roofing nails with rubber gaskets so I cut the tin for the patch. The corrugation isn't a perfect match, but I had a scrap piece that was the perfect size. I got it slid into place and began the massive cleanup around the shed. The 1947 Farmall Cub got her first spring workout and pulled two heaping wagon loads up to the burn pile.
I then pulled everything out, cleaned the interior and reorganized everything for a better fit. The 17 foot canoe was the biggest issue before. It now hangs on the wall. I ran to the hardware store only once today for the nails which I put in before calling it a day. Driving nails is a nice way to end a day of work.
I even got the shed door to close all the way!
This building is on its last leg. It was built over 80 years ago as a open air vacation cabin. I plan to replace it, but I need to limp it along until the cost of building materials is reasonable again.
Quando Omni Flunkus Moritati - When all else fails, play dead.
Quando omni flunkus, moritati (When all else fails, play dead) - The Possum Lodge Oath