The insect that was drilling through my piece of foam yesterday came out in the night to rove around in the plastic bag. It turned out to be a wasp, so I let it go out back. I was thinking it was a carpenter ant, which mean real trouble to a building, but I’m less worried about a wasp.
Today was going to be a rainy day, so before it began I picked up some materials around the tin shed extension and took my squared timber inside the workshop where it can dry out in preparation for my band saw mill that I have yet to build. I hooked up the motor assembly from the auto-caddy I’m dumpstered from Moncton big garbage, and it works at a decent speed. It only draws two amps when it’s not under load, and that’s at 12 volts. This may be the device I can use for the sawmill.
That is a bigger project however, and so I set it to one side to work on the sliding table top I installed in my antique table. Now I can do my writing at a better angle for my arms and back. I finished editing Lost in the Tunnels, but I was too tired to work on new material for it, so I went to edit the Santa Claus story from last night. I wasn’t particularly inspired for that story either, so I took a nap instead while rain poured down and filled my cisterns. I’m glad I cleaned out the water system when I did, for this rain more than filled them again.
I converted another old cordless drill to a corded one today as well. (I heard on CBC that the average use time of a drill in the United States, which is likely the same as Canada, is thirteen minutes over its lifetime. What an incredible waste that people get drills and never use them. I have ruined two so far by hard work and I think the motor is going in another one.) It is a nine volt but seems to work well enough on the cabin’s twelve volt system. So now I have three drills working off cabin power and one cordless I charge by means of a solar panel.
I checked on the garden this evening and the slugs were already on one of the small squash plants and have likely killed it. They’re hard to keep ahead of. I’m going to try chilli powder tomorrow, since I’ve heard some good things about that and I have some from when I tried to drive off the mice before I completely sealed the cabin.
Now I am awake and I’ve had my dinner and I’m ready, if not inspired, for writing. That took me through some more work on Lost in the Tunnels, so it marches forward.