Day 2984 Oh wrong number

16th October 2025

There was no work on the fence today, we needed to do some furniture.

We finally sold the small cedar dresser, that I had to line the drawers. Remarkably, it went better than my last one, the drawers were smaller, so the lining flopped down, almost perfectly.

Kelli wanted to paint the buffet, meaning I had to carry on building a baseframe for it. That was something I had forgotten, I had built half of it, so I just had to do the rest.

The problem was, I just wasn’t into it, everything started to annoy me. I couldn’t find the things I needed, and when I did, I lost them again. I would trip over things, which I usually do, and then I would throw stuff around. I tried to do it in good humour, hoping it would relieve stress.

So, I’ve had better days, maybe the fence took more out of me than I thought, and maybe I’m thinking about too many things at once. The landscaping, collecting hundreds of small stones that have to be moved to the other side of the new fence, all these things are rolling about in my grey sponge.

I discovered that the phone number I had tried to get Henry on was wrong, I inadvertently got the area code wrong, so some guy in Texas must have received my texts and voice mail.

Which was amusing because this Texan called my phone, Kelli answered it, probably said that I was English and doesn’t know what he’s doing, she is probably right on that today.

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Author: peterb51

I am a practical person, I love making things, and especially working with wood. I appreciate good design, music and food.

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