Up a bit earlier.

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Not moving quickly.  Almost up even earlier.  Still, there is hope for the day.

I woke a bit sore of back, from stopping while working at least.  Not terribly sore, just... cranky.  What I thought, as I bumped it through the night, was a sliver of skin from a cut ended up being a splinter.  Actually, thankfully.  Can't do much about skin slivers, can pull a splinter.  Did.  Much better.  I have a slice on the other hand, from a steel tape measure.  The sure are sharp.  Tired, too.

Good though.  I need to brush the teeth, shower, then get back to work.  I can't put the thing together, then move it in.  The doors are too small.  I... knew that, but... there is always hope, if short lived.  Of course, this will ensure a fit.  A right fit of the cages.  I'd hate to build something, only to have it not fit in the given, or any, space.  Money is too short to make mistakes.  And time is at a premium, so even if I could fix it, the time would be harsh.

The bad thing is, it is cloudy.  Working in the shed, without electricity, thus lighting, will be more difficult.  I do have a flashlight and lantern, both battery driven, if it is too dark otherwise.  But those are very limiting.  As well?  Getting the air compressor out there.  Ugh...  I can rough fit things, see what I can construct outdoors and get in, but much of the final fitting may simply have to be hand nailed.  It will be tricky, but it's... the way it goes.

I was up by 9:30, it just turned 11:00.  I just... can't get going.  I suppose this is it though.  A shower first, then... on to it.  Later.

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Ah,  the problem?  Cold.  I... just realized.  Even dressed warmer, I am absolutely freezing.  I'll get a shower, add long johns, a warm undershirt, plus an extra shirt... see if some better layering will help.  Freezing, but it isn't really that cold, just at cool.  I'll work on it.  Now to shower.  Later.