Day 9: A long day

I have become the slave of my needs. I am forced to spend my waking hours working towards my warmth. It is a shame that I do not look forward to my work as I once did. However those times were perhaps an innocence lost.
Early in the morning I'm back in the mines.

It's getting colder, but I manage to get quite a lot of shingles made, and during the day, I also uncover some coal, which I can burn in my stove to help heat up the house.

So, assuming I can get this roof made, I will be able to live comfortably for some time.
I'm fortunate not to have accidentally fallen off of the roof while making it. Things are going well, and I think I will be able to finish it by tomorrow.