Okay, I'll say it, that puzzle is genuinely weird! Good luck with all the white zones!   I've learned my limits and only do puzzles that won't take more than 5 sessions to do, much more fun than the 'impossible' ones. Reminds me I need to order a roll-up puzzle mat since not much table space around here.

Keeping busy with new problems daily. I screwed up the well by not purging when my friend used some muscle to replace the filter, so air was trapped. When I started trying to learn about maintenance, starting with all the parts in the pumphouse, I opened the little metal door to the control box. Not realizing some insane person designed it, so that a bunch of wiring is attached to the door of the box, which come undone from 5 bladed connectors when you open it. And very difficult to reseat again, since you can't see what you're doing and it has to be forcibly pushed to go back inside its rim. Long story short, got neighbors involved, it's fixed, but humiliation level pretty high. One of the pitfalls of rural life is everyone is highly aware of every mistake you make, and how incompetent you are compared to them.   

The carpenter is starting to work on the new veranda roof, but it's going to be days of just tear-down first. I declined to pay for weeks of rental on a construction dumpster, I just don't have an endless stream of funds. So I'll help unload trailer trips at the dump. Starting to wish I had just laid a patch on the roof all by myself.

Meanwhile, the tires have been replaced, other must-dos done.   But I've developed an aversion to working on the bed project-- at first I just kept getting interrupted by other chores and crises. Then it went from being a challenge I eagerly wanted to do, to being something I dread turning to, because I know there will be 20 ways that the process will go wrong. Perhaps I must break it down into baby steps, just measure and mark the first few pieces.