Making frames for the greenhouse glass, I am. 1 x 1 angle steel welded together to make a ‘T’ and then, in the middle of the length, an upside down four foot long ‘T’ to sister onto the 9 foot long right-side up ‘T’. Makes a + profile. I am hoping that it is strong enough. It is, I am sure, but the glass is heavy. Maybe 300 pounds for each of the three 9 x 5 sections of double-paned glass on the roof?
The problem is not the steel, it is me. I am not the world’s best welder (maybe the worst) and I also made the angle of the roof pretty shallow (10 degrees) so it is just a bit better than flat. Kinda had to – given the various configurations of puzzling out the odd-sized panes to try to make a box of any kind. It has been a challenge, this greenhouse, and it is not over yet.
I mention all this for a few reasons. One, I have other things to do and having to do this project now on my third iteration, I am irritated. I should be further along. And there is little if any guarantee number three is the charm. I may end up with the Greenhouse Mark Vll edition or worse.
A second reason is that time marches inexorably and it is now November. The 2015 Greenhouse may very well become the 2016 Greenhouse. And it is unlikely to be ready in time to try growing anything this winter. Did I mention that I was irritated?
A third reason is my lack of zen-ness over this sort of thing. Zen-types don’t get irritated. And THAT irritates me all the more. I’d like to punch a zen-type smack in the face right about now.
“If that is all you have bothering you, you are pretty lucky, sweetie!”
She’s right, of course. I am very lucky and that is about all I have bothering me. The rest of it? I am pretty happy.
Still, I have chores and they are piling up again. Mostly because I have cut my hard four-hour day down to an easy just-short-of-four hours a day. I get going by 12:30 and quit at 4:30 but, well, you know…if it is raining…or I am expecting an e-mail….or the mail came….need a cup of tea…… OK, maybe I should be describing it as a hard three-hour day?
Winter does that to me. The weather, the lack of light, the cold, the rain…just makes you less inclined to get out there and build, ya know? I am not alone. Most of the locals ‘hibernate’. They may wait a bit longer – like January – but they hunker down, too. I am really just acclimating, getting assimilated into the local sloth-like culture. I may even be eligible for head sloth this year.
Now THAT would be a competition. A lot of contenders for head sloth out here. Some of them pretty good at it, too. Been slothing a long time, some of them. Real veterans. But the question is really oxymoronic, isn’t it? Sloths competing at slothdom?
I guess what I am saying (to myself) is that I have to get off the rock sometime this winter. I have hardly been off at all this year so far. It was a great year for staying put. And I am OK with that but it does make your world smaller. Something shrinks a bit. Moss grows on your shoes. You pretty much have to re-immerse yourself in to the simmering cauldron, the stinkin’ cesspool, the maelstrom of madness we call civilization (for short) now and then, I think, to get some perspective.
I balk, of course. But I also notice my perspective narrowing if I don’t go exercise it. I may have to get out a bit this winter.
And then take a long hot shower and vow never to do it again.
That is what I am saying.