I am so tired of fighting to keep things dry on our land…
It's a never ending battle, and we pretty much always lose.
I have forgotten what it is like to see a forecast for rain and not be filled with dread.
I know that everything we build will ultimately succumb to entropy, but it would be nice if nature could give us a year or two before attempting to destroy the things we've worked so hard to build.
Dear future self, here are some things to remember:
When attempting to tarp something really big, attach bungee cords to every single eyelet. If you skip this step you will probably wind up doing the entire loathsome process again… with a partially destroyed tarp.
Oil stained wood can get wet without being ruined. Stop worrying so much.
No matter how good your balance is, standing on the ridge beam of your house in the middle of a windy rainstorm, heaving a sixty foot tarp over the peak is not worth the risk.
When both you and your wife are soaking wet, screaming obscenities at the universe, it's probably time to call it a day.
Building a house is hard.
For a more detailed account of this experience, read this