Day Nine (yesterday). Houston, we have a door.
So, all that's left to do is finish the interior floor, all the brackets that attach the roof on the inside, the outside corner doodads, the shelving, and get all the plants in there before it drops to 44 degrees tonight.
I feel like cackling insanely.
A perfectly clear, entirely unbiased, supremely
intelligent, and sublimely realistic view of life.
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