Work as therapy.

I stayed in bed a little late this morning since I didn’t fall asleep until after one. It was a bit rainy out, so I drove around to check on a few things. I saw the tiny house development in Tracy City, and tried to see the one inn Monteagle, but the gates were closed. I stopped at the lumber yard in town for some deck boards, but they were all out. I got to the house and started work on the floor. It went a bit slowly but I got it finished. I also got the rest of the base trim installed and the trim around the patio doors. It is looking pretty good I have to say. After finishing work I cooked dinner then drove around a little. I saw that the sun was setting, and it looked like the moon, a white ball that you could stare directly at. I raced to the Templeton Library, but upon my arrival a departing couple said that the sun had just vanished in the haze. That was disappointing but I decided to go check out the view anyways. There was a guy sitting on a bench and I started talking with him. He was a forester with the State of Tennessee and we chatted for an hour and a half or so about all manor of things. On the way back to the cottage I called Liz and spoke with her for a while.