We have been busy just living in our project and while there have been small blog worthy notables that have occurred here and there the longer I went from my last blog the more of a challenge it has been to post! Now I know what Harper Lee felt like after penning 'To Kill a Mockingbird' and never writing again, and how One Direction must feel after their one hit smash (that's range for ya!).
So I will do my best to illustrate the most dramatic of events that happened in the past 10 months, it's been all about the A-frame.
When we last left off, the A-frame had been brutally and unfathomably vandalized. We put it out of our minds because we had a much larger task at hand: the house. Once the dust settled and the callouses healed Mike got his second wind and set out to fix his man cave.
He had a vision.
He cleaned out the broken glass, the 5 large drums of powder dyes ($300 dumping charge), the cedar shakes that had ripped off during the pillaging. He framed up a circular opening and installed a 5 foot glass table top someone gave him as a window. Fresh plywood went up on the slanting walls. We had a clean slate to start something new, something better than we or the A-frame and maybe even (dare I say) humanity itself had ever known.Then the tree fell. The flippin tree fell directly on the A-frame. We sat there on the sofa watching as it crashed in slow motion just to the right of the roof's peak . Mike was eerily calm.
At first he figured he'd have to take the whole darn thing down and start from scratch. But in true Mike fashion he decided to work with what he had. He re-framed, re-supported, and re-ally work his butt off to get it looking better than it had (and more structurally sound).
It's a work in progress (much like it's mother house), but say's Mike to the A-frame in the abbreviated, mutilated, and completely out of context words of Jack Twist in Brokeback Mountain:
'I can't quit you!'This too shall pass, we've been challenged before (read all previous posts).
