True to the intention for this year long challenge, I am capturing the theme or feeling for every day. Here lays my frustration and indicators of my inability as a builder...
Whilst attaching the roof to my chookshed, I had my packet of nails sitting beside be and in one foul ( ha ha) swoop - I knocked them off and into the laying box. I couldn't leave them there - so undertook the painful process of picking each one up - between the hay and shavings and poo.
For more details on me actaully building the chook run and shed - pop over to the family blog here.
Bugger! Glad it wasn't me and my feral elbows there to launch the nails in there (sounds like the sort of thing I would do).
ReplyDeleteGlad to see you actually go a shot with some poo. Warts and all eh?