today was my 8th straight day of work when i
planned to be here for only 2. and 8 is nothing
compared to george and shawn, both of whom
have been pushing hard every day for weeks on
end with dual deadlines looming on treehouse
as well as a couple of fancy "sheds." but it's all
starting to come
together, with a diverse punch
list for the mad dash to finish
which included
limbing a fallen tree with makita 36v chainsaw
on a steep prickly
hillside right after i decided to
beat the heat by turning my carhartts
into cutoff
shorts, just in time to scratch my legs to shreds.
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