Hopscotch, in the dark, with missmatched socks

Bad sock day today. The electricity to the second floor went out again last night. Hella inconvienient. I needed to dress with the aid of photographic memory of my clothes this morning. Mostly sucessful, but the right sock is a slightly lighter color than my left sock. I tried. I really did.


Window to nakedness. No curtains planned for this window. When I take a bath, my ass will be on display for all to see.


Growing bigger. Slowly. Actually, those tiles weigh about ten pounds each. So progress as expected. Glad I'm not man-handling these in place. My delicate fingers.....


Blue tape denoting which ones not to step on. I'm tempted to draw numbers on it and play hopscotch. In my missmatched socks.


Giant kitty litter covered up with another rainstorm in progress. Sick of rain.


Down to three crates of slate tile.

Giant slate tiles.
Slippery, heavy, and wet.
Fingerless tile guy.