Any day is a good day when you can cut into a piece of wood and smell the fresh odor of sawdust. It's even a better day if the cut is made in the right place and you don't have to cut twice. This evening, after a short afternoon following the free clinic this morning and watching a few Olympic events, I started cutting legs for benches to replace the deteriorating ones in the gazebo. The cuts were okay although there were some second cut adjustments.
After supper (thanks Gail) I worked on the dollhouse making some initial layouts and cuts to install the spiral staircase. Creative cuts are always the riskiest. So far nothing has been done that can't be undone, but it's late and mistakes happen more frequently when fatigue sets in. It's exciting to see the vision materialize and tomorrow I'll refine it to fit well. As I look at it this evening I realize that a banister would be a fun addition.
For now it's back to the Olympics and more emotions empathizing with the athletes. It's a great event. I wish we could get the same hype from Easter.