Sunday June 3rd, 2012

The exercise:

Let's see what happens with: the exit.

Bit of a cloudy, dreary day. I did manage to get some good resting done though. The first set of deck stairs were begun, hopefully to be completed tomorrow night.

Weather permitting, all of a sudden. I'd like my sunshine back now, please and thank you.

Mine:

Although it obviously had not been thought all the way through, at least its location had been clearly marked. Large red letters, four signs pointing in its direction - including one on the ceiling - and black bootprints on the floorboards leading to it.

You could hardly miss the damned thing.

The problem was that it opened out directly into the dispensing area of a gas station. One that, it was loudly whispered, was always on the verge of being shuttered by the city for a laundry list of safety violations.

And seeing as anyone fleeing from the workshop through the emergency exit was very, very likely to be on fire, one might hope a better placement could be found.