I built a tree house in less than 24 hours. Well, I had a pile of 2x4s, scraps of paneling, a handful of badly bent rusty nails, and a hammer. I also had a hole in the dirt. I ended up using my supplies to shore up the defensive barriers around the hole in the dirt. I couldn't reach the lower branches of the tree, so I rode my bike underneath. I jumped up, caught a branch, and pulled myself up. Hidden behind the sap encrusted branches and pine needles, I was completely invisible. Well, if you didn't pay attention to the pile of rotting lumber scattered around a hole in the ground or the bike laying at the bottom of the ravine, you'd never know I was there.
The fact that I exited the tree once the snakes came out is irrelevant. There's also no need to talk about how well I stuck the landing. No.
We can also skip over the part where I had to have rubbing alcohol poured over my wounds. There's no need to dwell on that at all. That doesn't change the fact that I managed to accomplish so much in a single day.
HTH