A busy day yesterday, and last night, too.

I re did a lot of work on a wood stove installation to make it safer: adding air-gap spacers to the cement board and some air-gapped flashing to the ceiling above. And a bit of re-taping. That took a while, and I also tried and failed to make Robinia’s  icon, the laser cutter fought me and won.

All that done thanks to my mom being here to help take care of Roby, I finally sat down to rest, which is when a friend called me. We had made plans to hangout before I got sick, the illness had driven it from my memory, apparently. He was outside. So we shared dinner with him and had a good chat. It had been too long since we had seen each other and it was a pleasure, but he had to leave early because of the snow storm.

With my friend on his way out I settled in to play some video games with my brother, that’s when I realized my friend had gotten stuck in the snow. Without snow tires he hadn’t bothered to brush off his reverse camera and ended up in the ditch. We dug and tossed ash, got more ash, dug more, then tried tugging him with our tenants car, which also has no snow tires. Ours, which does, doesn’t have a tow-point.

None of that worked and we ended up enlisting the help of our neighbor.

I do feel that there is a directly proportional relationship to how thick your Vermont accent is and how good you are at getting a car out of a ditch. His is a lot thicker than mine, suffice it to say. It does make me wonder how thick my accent might appear to someone from, say, Illinois or New York, or something.

Anyways, after that was done I did play some video games with my brother.

Then I stacked wood before bed.