I did make progress this week, but it really felt slow yesterday. We pulled the support beams out of one side. Then we ran into a half-dozen hurdles. We have the new support beams cut and ready to be installed, but couldn't figure out how to get the bolts in under the existing wall before daylight ran out. Drats and double drats. It wasn't a physically overwhelming day, but it went on and on, and we never really reached the peak of what we set out to do. So it goes sometimes, I guess.

​On the up side, the physical work and problem solving helped me take my mind off the uncertainties of the future, which seem to be looming larger these days. So the "drats" are balanced out by the gratitude of doing the work, of a friend to help, of dog companions, and a lot of other things easy to overlook when mental grey clouds gather. 

Some of my spring break afternoons will be spent on The Possum. Today was a big day. Fernando rigged up a tarp over the trailer in case the clouds let loose. Then we removed the pop-out, the front wall and metal siding, entry door, and side window. Bummer (number 42) was that one of the door-side walls will have to be reframed due to water damage (my old friend by now). BUT . . . I'm feeling much closer to getting the foundational beams replaced at the bottom, which will hopefully start soon. 

I started dismantling the front of the trailer this week. It was pretty daunting actually. I can see the damage now that I suspected was there. I'm not yet sure how to fix it (smile), but I can see it. Small steps, right?