Tuesday, November 23, 2010

130 of 365 of What it is Like to Run a Resort


Monday, November 22, 2010.

The picture is of John and his aunt, Georgia, on our trip to Seattle in the early part of this month.

I loaded up a bag of clean laundry, cleaning rags and supplies and slowly worked my way up the icy hill to the Alder cabin. The cabin was left very clean by the deer hunters, so it went well. I cranked my favorite channel on the radio and the time flew by. I put a Christmas tablecloth on the table because the next time someone is in this cabin it will be for New Year's.

After I was finished, John brought the ATV/trailer up to the cabin for me to load everything into it. I then took it all to the Aspen cabin for tomorrow's cleaning job.

As we were eating lunch, the sky got very dark and I made a comment about it. Then about 5 minutes later, there was lightning and thunder. Our golden retriever, Senna, went bonkers. She barked and ran around the house wondering what all the noise was about. We laughed.

In a break in the weather John went out to try to get the mast of the sailboat thawed. He wanted to bring it into the basement and the recent ice was so thick, he couldn't get it apart. He worked on it for awhile and then he got it in the basement.

Then John went into the basement and turned off the water to the Alder cabin. He went up to the cabin, opened all the faucets, then back into our basement. There he drained a few gallons of water from the cabin to make sure that if something happened with the heat when we were gone next month, that it would be okay.

Then it stared to sleet, snow, rain and more sleet. We had been thinking of driving up to Ironwood for supplies and to pick up Buddy's urn of ashes. Now we decided we would stay home. The weatherman said that the roads were bad too.

John did more paperwork and I watched a movie. Later I made dinner and started/finished a Debbie Macomber book. It was a good day.

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