Saturday, March 5, 2016

I chose the road less traveled. Now I'm lost.


A couple at church a little younger than us is involved in the local opera scene. He leads rehearsals for the chorus and she sings some smaller roles, including in the upcoming production of Eugene Onegin by Tchaikovsky.
(Yeah, the Eugene Opera is performing Eugene Onegin.)
I went to Wikipedia to read the storyline, and it's like most operas. Best friends pursue the same woman, they have a duel, and the one who really loved her dies. The woman's sister loves the winner and proclaims her devotion, but he rebuffs her 'cause mostly he just likes to hustle chicks. Years later he goes to a fancy ball and sees her again, now married to a rich guy, and realizes she turned into a real beauty and that he really does love her. When he approaches her and tells her this she confesses she never got over him, still loves him, but won't leave her rich husband because that just wouldn't be right. So he leaves dejected.
Opera is the antithesis of The Sound of Music.

This morning we cleaned MoHo. Pam did the bathroom and the kitchen while I did the floors. Living in the Oregon woods in the winter means mud, fir needles, and more mud. The well water leaves a pinkish tint to the porcelain fixtures that has to be scrubbed off and every six weeks or so the bathroom walls have to be wiped down with a bleach-soaked rag to get the mold off before it blossoms.
We open the window every time we shower and have a fan on the counter blowing out the window, but it's not enough. Oregon.

This afternoon Pam helped me wrap the beams in Fred. They were dark, dull pine, but the biggest problem is that there's 50" between them. I want to drywall that span so the space is brighter, and drywall comes in 4'x8' sheets. Dealing with that extra 2" was going to be a hassle.

I tacked up some 1/4" lath as spacers and then, with Pam's help, 1"x6" cedar boards. Now the span is an even 48".
The biggest problem was the sag of about 3/8" in the center of the two middle beams. I decided they'd been there and probably sagging for upwards of six decades and I only need them to be there another two or three. So with the help of some clamps I muscled the cedar boards to match the sag.

The next step is to figure out the electrical for the track lighting I'll install. The wire will run from the wall out in that 1/4" gap at the top of the cedar board, and I may have to chisel out a groove to run out into the span from there. Once that's done I can begin drywall. I think the ceiling is going to look bright and clean, but still a little rustic.

I've wondered what I would do if the election turned into a Hillary vs. Trump matchup and have decided I'd sit this one out. I just can't determine which of those is the lesser of two evils and don't want to bear any responsibility for either outcome. What if it's a Hillary vs. Cruz ballot?
I'm not sure I feel any better about that one.

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