Sunday, May 23, 2010
Did he say EIGHTY-five?
I left town for two weeks. I didn't want to announce to the world that I was out of town and that The Secret Cabin was sitting all by its lonesome. Especially since we ended up having to deal with the ex-contractor and informed him that we were using the final $2000 he claims we owe him to fix his f-ups (not to be confused with hiccups). It was good to see The Man and Beasts after being away for three months. I'll be glad when we're finally finished and we get the rest of the farm transferred up here. We've been at this for a year now and we're both really exhausted. Yes, things are light years better since we have Eric and Jake on the job but last year was really bad and it's difficult to put it all behind us when we've still got "aftermath" to deal with. Anyway, imagine a plane full of people sitting there listening to the pilot inform us that we are on our final decent and that the temperature is eighty-five degrees. All the heads on the plane wheeled around and looked at each other and said, "Did he say EIGHTY-five degrees?" Even with the heat, it's good to be back in the beautiful Keweenaw.