I reattached the flue last night, and test fired the heart of the Pot Belly Republic.
A note to the gentle readers to sweep off the top of any stove after a construction project before making the inside of it hot. I found out what 50 years of roof crud smell like when it burns.
Duraroc needs to go up over the stove, as I did start to smell the OSB off-gassing (or was it me?) as the fire heated up.
Seven beers and one Shawshank Redemption later, I let the fire die down.
I only burned myself once, and the hair that grew back on my hand while I was on vacation is now burned off.
Everything is normal. Well, as normal as I'll let it get.
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