Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Dorothy was Right
Dorothy was right, there really IS no place home. I got home about 7:30 last night, and Allen Moore and Aliy Zirkle were hard at work on the new handler's cabin. They are truly down to the smallest of finishing details - some flooring to install, a blue-foam seat for the outhouse, and other little "this and that" things. Once it's finished and the basic appliances put into place I'll shoot some new photos to share.
Today I brought the dogs home from my buddy Mike's place. They were SO exciting to see me, and SO excited to be home. Once they had settled a little bit I took the little car to town to shop for appliances for the cabin. The big items were a refrigerator, a combination water cooler/heater (it isn't plumbed for domestic water, so the "office" type cooler will be more convenient that a jug on the counter) and a two burner propane stove. Hey, it IS just a handler's cabin, after all. It's a small cabin, so it calls for small appliances. The fridge is about 4 1/2 cubic feet, and will tuck underneath the "kitchen" counter very nicely. It's a very basic little place, but it's a nice basic place in a truly Alaskan sort of way.
By the time I got home from town my butt was dragging. This long tour at work took more out of me than I had realized. I fed the dogs, fed the primate (me), and now I'm fixing to call it an early night. I'm sure I'll think of a million things I absolutely have to do tomorrow, but I'll wait until tomorrow to start thinking about them.