Much, as they say, happens...

The workshop is not my workshop any more. In an odd sort of way I'm really glad that it's being divided and transformed, as it makes for a better break. The partitions are going up


and will have been clad with boards by tomorrow. The space on the shop side is nice, I just hope the rest is not too dark for HB.
And the cat and John are competing for the Most Sleepy cup. About 22 hours each, every day so far this week

They both seem capable of dropping-off at will in a few seconds.. I think it may be catching...

And here are my poor thumbs. Injected for arthritis, the last two days have been horrible. Now the right one is coming back up nicely, but the left is still weak, sore, and fragile.. Ouch.