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So I got in the car yesterday morning and it was 45 F and raining, and I drove for five hours and got out and it was sunny and 67 and Dude had rearranged the kitchen while I was gone.

(Apparently he had last week off work and just didn’t mention it to me. He had also forgotten, and just– didn’t– bring it up– and I’d known he was taking a week off and I’d meant to be in town for at least some of it and like maybe spend some time with him even if I couldn’t take more than like a day off, but we could at least daytrip somewhere or hang out or– well, it’s moot, he had a vacation and didn’t tell me.)

So anyway I don’t know who or where the fuck I am or what it is that I do here, but I’m at work anyway trying to remember how to people.

I stayed late at the farm, stayed through Sunday dinner and then left Monday morning, because the store was closed yesterday, and because BIL had to work Saturday but had Sunday free and had volunteered to start on the cabin.

!!! I know! Starting!! on the Cabin!!!

The plans didn’t call for it but i upgraded the skid material to be pressure-treated lumber because it’s just sitting on blocks in gravel and that particular part of it will be basically impossible to repair, over the lifetime of the house. So we went to Home Depot one morning when BIL was unexpectedly free, and got the pressure-treated lumber, the concrete blocks for the foundation, and an electric hammering machine. IDK what it’s really called, but that’s what it is, it’s a nail gun kinda deal. BIL said if I didn’t buy it he would, and I thought, if I’m making him do all this work for me the least I can do is buy the dang hammer thing. Also I can’t fucking hammer a nail to save myself by hand, so if there’s a machine to do it for me sign me the fuck up.

A nailgun is fucking terrifying, by the way. We ended up with one that takes plastic-collated nails, and it does this high-pitched piercing whine of a wind-up and then slams the nail in so fucking hard that sometimes a spark flies off to the side. It gets tiny plastic bits fucking everywhere. And it’s heavy. And it fucking slams those nails in there so hard and so fast and so loud that you cannot help but stare at it and contemplate what it would do to human flesh. But it’s so much less fucking effort than hitting a nail thirty-five times– these skids were four 2x6s nailed together, times two, to be 24′ long, and it was six nails per two feet in the directions, and like– also we had to nail three of the boards together and then tack the fourth on, because with the 3.5″ nails the instructions called for, there’s no way it would actually hang together, so– we also glued them, even though the directions didn’t mention that.

We’re getting the idea that the instructions leave a fuckton of information out.

Like, the next step, which is to build the platform– you make the frame, square it, then put vapor barrier on top and bottom, then add plywood on top and bottom. It makes absolutely no mention of the question of how you add plywood onto the bottom of a sixteen-by-twenty-four-FOOT frame without pulling it out of square. Please bear in mind that once assembled this platform will weigh over a thousand pounds. Are you just supposed to… flip it over? How? Are you meant to have the Hulk on your contracting team? How good is the Hulk at not pulling a frame out of square when moving it?

Anyway. The plans make no mention of this, it’s just a magical exploded diagram making sure you know exactly where to put each piece. That’s great but how..

We also discussed that we need to name this bit of construction, because BIL objects to “tiny house” because 16x24′ isn’t that tiny, and calling it a shack or shed is also dumb, but there’s already The Cabin on the property. We’ve been absently calling it the yurt and it would be hilarious if that name stuck because it’s super not a yurt. Farmsister suggested “the Yeet”, which I like but also hate. (Your picture was not posted)

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so i sent something certified mail return receipt. the postal counter worker was like “oh get electronic receipt, it saves you a dollar seventy five” over, presumably, them mailing me a receipt. (This isn’t a thing I’ve done often.) so i said “sure”. i just now was like how do I get the electronic receipt? so I dug out the receipt to look at it. go online for delivery information, it says. so i look online. there’s all this information about the certified mail service. but there it explains, they email you the receipt.

if I did not give the counter person an email address, then how am I to access this receipt?

Well, it’s a mystery. Possibly someone has been emailed about whether this Very Important Document arrived or not, but I sure haven’t been. I remain baffled as to how this was meant to work.

And hopeful that since I mailed this thing on the third of May it’s really been there for quite a while by now. 😬

oh yeah pro tip the certified mail receipts have a tracking number preprinted on them. I was looking in the bits that the mail clerk’s printer printed on there when I bought it, but no, the tracking number’s already on there and is down the left edge.

Shoutout to my ADHD for totally dismissing that extremely distinctly formatted series of five sets of four digit numbers as decoration! It’s not like I deal with USPS tracking numbers on a daily basis at my office job, or anything.

Anyway I put it in and

It cost me six dollars to mail this letter a grand total of twelve miles with a postmark of May 5th, and I checked this status as of May 16th so that’s now nine days in transit excluding Sundays and the status hasn’t been updated in seven days excluding Sundays, and in conclusion I would like you to write to your Congressperson about Louis DeJoy potentially being executed by firing squad after a rigorous trial including the repayment of reparations, thank you very much; I don’t know that this is his fault per se but an awful lot is so it would help, I think.

(I have about three thousand dollars riding on this letter, with notary stamp affixed, arriving to its destination so I’m. Well. Trying to be calm about it, is all.)

still no update to the tracking from 11 days ago

sometimes i cry

FINAL UPDATE maybe?

I opened a case with the Post Office, the site supervisor began to look into it, there was no update to the tracking, and then

today I got a check.

I got a check from the place I was sending this notarized thing to. The check I was sending this letter in order to get.

so they never got my letter but they sent me a response to it?

why did they ask me to use certified mail return receipt if they never actually scan the thing

i don’t know but now i gotta figure out how to close my case with the post office. I’m sorry I doubted you, USPS, but I also don’t understand what happened. (Your picture was not posted)