From Matt at home:
“Found out why the floor was so squishy by the toilet… Rotted subfloor. I hacked it out, threw in some additional bracing, and will hopefully piece it back together tomorrow. Oh… And I think my drill died (makes smoke, doesn’t drill). Rather be camping.”
And from me at camp a little later:
“There are spiders larger than the palm of my hand. I played it cool. Chilly tonight, happy to have a sleeping bag. Love my light and my tent. Thinking of you — good night — I love you.”
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