After a relocation down to an unnamed yet famous Southern state, I’ve found myself directly in front of a retired ex-general, ex-president reincarnated general. He apparently wasn’t too happy with my long hair or socialist employment and therefore decided to blow my house down.
He only got the fence of the complex. And I got about 200 bdft of salvaged, seasoned, rough cut gorgeous looking cedar. And I have need for a new bedframe, dining table and coffee table. Life works in mysterious ways.
And for all of us down here. Keep safe and enjoy the rustic lifestyle!
If only my router ran off solar energy.
-- make it safe & keep the rubber side down.