Day seven. We survived the wind storm and our greenhouse is still firmly planted at its "aesthetically interesting" angle to the fence.
Because Richard knew the missing door thing was potentially a big issue (we have a lot of high winds here), and knowing he would have little remaining light after work, I asked him to work on the greenhouse as soon as he got home. He did. About an hour later he came into the house.
"So, you got the door on?"
"No, I did the vent."
"You did the vent?"
"Yeah, I just put the door together."
Let's just say that prioritizing is not my hubby's strong point.
"So, you put the door on and then you're done, right?"
"But you said all that was left to do was the door and the vent."
"I just read the manual and there's still a lot to do."
"Wait. You just read the manual? You mean you didn't read the manual before you started working on this?"
"No, not all the way through."
"You didn't think you should at least have read the whole thing before you started building?"
"I did, just not all the way through."
Notice that R just stated that he did do something he immediately contradicts in the same sentence... "I did [read the whole thing], just not all the way through." He does this all the time. It's a large part of why having conversations with R can make my brain hurt.
Three nights from now it is going to get down to 44 degrees. I better have a friggin' door or guess who's gonna be sleeping in the greenhouse.