More building and shifting

The Widow Dressing was too tired to talk to anyone this afternoon. She’d been rudely awakened too early by technicians she didn’t know were coming, staggered around ‘til noon or later trying to wake up, then decided she was Going To Be Productive Somehow.

Not up to telling stories, she simply did what she could:

Put the extra pot holders on the frame, put the frame back together (its last hanging-by cylinder had disappeared, then reappeared, but its bolt was lost so she had to go get a nut and bolt for it).

Put the rest of the pot-lid holders in the frame and gave them all a home.

And built another table. For which she needed more muscle. But oh, well. It’s mostly together and stands up, and she figgers that’s what counts.

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