Our countdown is finally coming to an end, only 3 days until the boat is finally here. In the meantime, we have been working away at our outhouse which I personally think is better than any regular bathroom I have ever been in. We worked on it all day yesterday, and minus the pounds of dust, sawdust and small evil animal nests we inhaled it went incredibly well. I think Michael sneezed well over a hundred times but he seems to be feeling much better today. Minus the rash he got from a weird gray fuzzy plant.
Yesterday felt like a makeup day for all of the pain in the butt things that have been happening to me lately. I go to the store, and I buy the wrong thing or I forget something and have to go back. I cant find something and spend hours searching for it and end up never finding it. I put something down and immediately forget where I set it. For some reason, nothing has been easy. Yet miraculously, yesterday everything worked. It was bizarre. Michael said, well, we should probably go out and look for some type of shower base. We talked about it for awhile and then went to my grandmothers to stop in and she said, now, if you go in the basement, I think there is a shower down there that we just took out if you need it. And it was perfect, literally. We wanted to find some type of weird bowl for the sink, and we found the perfect one in a dusty cupboard. We talked about how we wanted to get some blue plaid fabric for curtains, and as I went into the bathroom at my grandmothers, there was a plastic tote with 2 types of blue plaid, more than enough for 4 curtains. The whole day went like that. We even cut down this impossibly high branch with a limb hand saw. I really didn't see that working out, but we did it. I hope our luck doesn't fade, we still have a ton of work to do.
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