Incremental

(That's Ben, a week or so ago)

So I worked on the Funky Cabin this morning for all of 3 hours.
Finished the framing for the floor, and lugged two more sheets of ¾ cdx over and nailed them into place.
Then, having destroyed myself for the day, I packed up and went home.
Did a pile of laundry, and while I wasn't watching Wallander(the Swedish version), I was digging into Jung's Red Book.
The Cabin is coming along...at least the Kitchen/Living Room is.
It's relatively square, and relatively level.
Not bad for a crippled hippie, all by himself(mostly), with zero formal training and little use for tiresome, if well meaning, advice.
It's all the same principal as my first treehouse.