So, for our bed, I was thinking "grandiose". Somehow, though, everything I make looks vaguely Swedish. It must be genetic.
"You know what would really be nice?" said BAH. "What would really be nice would be a bed outside, like a raised bed, sort of a bunk bed outside to go camping on? That would be nice."
"I'm done making beds!" said I. "Forget it. I go back to work soon. I can't do this stuff anymore."
"I'll help you!"
I guess I'm a sucker for teamwork...
Tomorrow: The final installment of "Building Stuff," Stargazing Station.