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The settling-in phase of life at the cabin is segueing nicely into the continued-existence phase, complete with daily routines and meals in front of classic movies on TV. My brain is tired and PlayDoh-like in its malleability right now, so sustained narrative ain't a-gonna happen until tomorrow. Bullet points it is, then:
* The landlords are putting in a new water heater tomorrow, one of the energy-efficient varieties that heats water on demand. The stomping sound you'll hear will be![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
figmentj and me doing the Joyous Dance of Hot Showers Longer Than Five Minutes.
* We finally had a clear night over the weekend, and went out on the back porch. Holy mackerel, does this place do good sky!
* I'm hard pressed to find more home-drenched words in the English language than "Sunday roast." Also, she made pies. She made pies.
* Sound travels like whoa in this place. If she pours cereal in the downstairs kitchen, I can hear it clear as day in the upstairs bedroom.
* On the other hand, no neighbors within earshot. Make whatever assumptions you like. They're probably true.
* I like being able to "knock wood" in any room in the house.
* We agreed completely on the color scheme for the bathrooms. This is a sign of a strong marriage. (Red, for those curious.)
* The town of Gilsum has a newsletter that reports residents' recent vacations in the "Gossip" section.
* As someone who traditionally doesn't drink all that much, I'm suspiciously tickled that we not only have something that we can use for a bar, but glasses and booze to stock it. You want to come visit. You really do.
Stay tuned. Coming up soon: the Local Critter Report.
* The landlords are putting in a new water heater tomorrow, one of the energy-efficient varieties that heats water on demand. The stomping sound you'll hear will be
figmentj and me doing the Joyous Dance of Hot Showers Longer Than Five Minutes.* We finally had a clear night over the weekend, and went out on the back porch. Holy mackerel, does this place do good sky!
* I'm hard pressed to find more home-drenched words in the English language than "Sunday roast." Also, she made pies. She made pies.
* Sound travels like whoa in this place. If she pours cereal in the downstairs kitchen, I can hear it clear as day in the upstairs bedroom.
* On the other hand, no neighbors within earshot. Make whatever assumptions you like. They're probably true.
* I like being able to "knock wood" in any room in the house.
* We agreed completely on the color scheme for the bathrooms. This is a sign of a strong marriage. (Red, for those curious.)
* The town of Gilsum has a newsletter that reports residents' recent vacations in the "Gossip" section.
* As someone who traditionally doesn't drink all that much, I'm suspiciously tickled that we not only have something that we can use for a bar, but glasses and booze to stock it. You want to come visit. You really do.
Stay tuned. Coming up soon: the Local Critter Report.
