Feb. 8

For the last two days the electrician has been here to
finish getting all of the wiring on the interior walls completed. When that is
done we can get the last of the plasterboard
and we will start hanging it on the interior walls and ceiling in
preparation for the two coat plaster work that will be the final surface. Sam
better get his plastering arms in shape, one for holding the hod and one for
the trowel. At the end of the process he’ll understand why many of the old-time
plasterers were drunks, and why getting plastered is a euphemism for drinking
too much! Jim
Dear Sir, I object. Although I have much to learn of
plastering, and will either strengthen or lose my arm, I will remain a teetotaler.
It has been immense fun to see the whole house come to this point. I have
proven not only you, but to my own self, that I can plod well into this unseen
task; watch, learn, assemble, and even start to acquire the beginning of skill
at a few subjects. While plastering may be a mind numbing task, this is not the
first time that I have partaken in such a mental/physical practice. Each day is
testament to this fact. Sir, each day is testament. Sam
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