I've never been one to indulge in a lot of manly handiwork.
But I am proud that I have just fixed a door.
It was one of those folding-style ones that probably dates from sometime between 1943 and 1968. It didn't take a lot of effort, but I do feel abundantly practical--almost even useful, if not quite. In amongst a long month of not much, that is definitely something to think about.
I promise this isn't simply filler content. Really. See the post on Chai tea.
