17th February 2026
I didn’t go to John the wood’s barn today, because, there was something we had to do, and I hated it.
Today was the day when we had to pay the property tax. Thieving bastards I call them, maybe not to their face, but I dislike handing over a lot of money, and get no tangible asset in return.
We gritted our teeth and did the deed.
The next thing on my list to hopefully lift my sprit was to remake the twisted door for the combination wardrobe/ dresser.
I looked around for some timber that wasn’t twisted or warped, and finally found some oak in the shed. I ran it through the jointer to flatten it then planed it to the correct thickness.
I managed to machine all the joints, started the reassembly.
We sold a nylon stringed guitar that we bought a few years ago when Kelli had the urge to learn, but that never happened, so we felt it was time to let it go.
She posted it on Marketplace and the response was immediate.
Early evening, Jason turned up, he was a guitar teacher and wanted to get it for one of his students. He liked the feel off the instrument, he quickly tuned it and started playing.
Okay he was better than me, a lot better, well actually light years ahead of me, in fact I was glad when he left, I was intimidated by his skill.
Another Lifetime to go 