Avoiding Idle Hands
I wrapped up a tiling project this week that involved gutting a full shower, water proofing the walls, retiling, and grouting. After everything was cured I went back to seal the tile and grout and now I’m working on the painting.
This week was tough to focus as my neighbor lost his wife in a tragic accident, leaving the older man alone with two very young kids. I have an unfair view from my house of the procession of family and friends arriving to console their friend or family member, day and night the cars park wherever, and the cars stay longer than any other occasion I’ve ever seen. It’s truly heartbreaking.
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It feels forbidden to know exactly what’s going on in the next house over and not being close enough to share their pain. I hold onto things for too long and feel things too deeply sometimes. I know this week, how perfectly cinematic this tragedy played out in my very real surroundings, I know it’ll linger with me for a long time.
I had a hard time thinking up a fictitious story, planning it, and slapping something together in a week but I had no fuel for such. Most of what I did instead was focus on more physical work and to make work content at the same time.
Here’s the project below,
