So apparently Agnes is crooked. Maybe she was that way all along and I just never noticed. Maybe I only saw potential and end and didn't see her real flaws. Maybe there are some things that are just crooked and can't be fixed and I just have to accept that she is not perfect and has her quirks. But that is what I love most. That's what gives her soul and personality. She constantly tests my patience. Pushes me to wit's end. Forces me to accept all her inconsistencies and improvise.
We had to cut the wood and piece together to make her ceiling work. Not sure if this was best solution, but was the only way we could figure out.
|Major improvising on my crooked roof.|
|Best birthday presents!|
|We have a pumpkin patch!|
|Triple checking window framing|
|Making things fit|
|Kinda hard to stretch metal...|
What color should Agnes be?
|Silly color model|
|Roof is stapled on! Pretty big step|
|I don't fuck around. Let me at it.|
|Agnes looking kinda pathetic|
|Sanding. Sanding. Sanding. Sanding. Can't feel thumb and still sanding...|
|J rail is on! We were able to salvage the original :)|
|Putty tape. Overkill to prevent water damage.|
Oh, why can't I live a life for me?
Why should I take the abuse that's served?...I'm not the one that's so absurd
|Agnes has a sense of humor but is quite happy to just be herself. Halloween 2013.|