Hanging out, down the street

[JustStunned]

All four walls of the storage shed are up, two are sheathed. I arranged for S to come by and help me raise the two long walls. When he would be able to was pretty ambiguous and I began to attempt another solution. That did not work out so well and I was grateful for his help as he arrived while I was cleaning up after my first attempt to raise a wall by myself.

I tried to use ropes, a winch and an A frame I had previously built for another purpose. The anchor point on the lower right corner of the wall failed and it partially slid off of the decking. Nothing broke and no one was injured so getting back on track wasn’t difficult. It just required another person and cooperative effort. Like many other things in life.

I am debating whether or not to have the roofing trusses built or to do it myself. I have enough lumber. It is time and how I would raise them if I build them from 2X6s. The lumberyard will use 2X4s (lighter and easier to raise). They will likely have the trusses built before I will. The only real issue is how much value I place upon doing it myself and the intrinsic strength of the larger 2X6s I would use. It will be a gambrel roof and I like the challenge of laying it out myself. The lumberyard already has a purpose built jig to lay out theirs. I would have to do the layout and prototype one on the floor decking of the shed. It’s time, money and personal satisfaction.

Most people thought I was nuts to build my house too, no worries.

A positive outcome of this weekend is DIL asking me stop by more often to spend time with her, S and GD. I’ve been trying to give them space as they adjusted to their new living arrangement. Apparently I have been absent too much. I am glad this is working out.

There is still a little personal drama present; I doubt it will ever go away completely. There are occasional reminders that we used to be a couple and they have given me pause. For instance the other day I heard a coworker use the names other people referred to us as and my heart skipped for a moment. She wasn’t referring to us it was just what I heard outside of my office. It was like a smell will trigger a memory and take one back briefly. I expect X has these moments too. It is what it is.

I spent a few days last week contemplating if I feel ready to move on from this state. I have begun to interact more on a social level, mostly with co workers. These are people who I already have a business relationship with. A captive audience of sorts. Nothing onerous or annoying after all these are people I work with. Mostly I am just relaxing and letting down a barrier or two with more people than I normally do. In the past I have heard the comment that there is a work JS and a play JS. I’m trying to let play JS see the light of day more often if that makes any sense. I have no idea where this will lead I am just letting it play out. Trying to be a happier more upbeat person, less serious and focused.