Except to say, "Get lost, weirdo!" once in a while.
Tessie zapped them in and they continued arguing...
I ignored them both and installed the wrought iron railings around the roof top.
I simply drilled holes where the posts were supposed to go and then cut and glued them all in place.
I have shaved down the rough edges around the base. Ascertained the location of the trunk in relation to the opening in the roof top.
As I did this, I heard Tessie muttering, "We don't need no stinking stairs. We can just climb the tree.".
I knew that this was to be followed by Tessie trying to prove her point by doing it. So I ran and got the camera ready... I love being entertained...
"Zar! Get over here and give me a hand...I'm slipping!"
Zar is never one to pass up an opportunity. "Tessie, ask nicely....And promise me that I can stay on the shelf that I selected, yesterday. No more arguments about it!"
After leaving her there, hanging on for dear life, for exactly three minutes and thirty nine seconds. She caved.
"OK. You can have the blasted shelf! Just get me up to the roof in one piece."
Way to go, Zar!
I put the leftovers of the fence on the front porch. Some went in front and some on the side, so that nobody would accidentally step off where there wasn't any dirt to step on.
Tessie is now in a snit and not talking to anybody...
Thank you, Zar!
It certainly is quiet in here....Much better than yesterday. No pounding of roofers and no poking and prodding from Tessie. I am going to enjoy it while I can...
See you tomorrow.