Dad’s Alaska

March 5, 2020 Thursday.

Managed to crawl out of bed in time to see Summer off to her work. Drank the requisite 3 large cups of coffee and ate a cinnamon raisin bagel stuffed with a sausage patty and smeared inside with grape jelly. Yep. It tasted almost as bad as it sounds. I ate it anyway. I was reared in a family of 6 children where food was what was on the table and you had to hurry along to get your fair share and nothing was to be wasted. You ate whatever there was and you cleaned the plate.

This is another day of crystal clear blue skies with the occasional fluffy white cloud. The temp at a quarter to eleven this morning is a crisp 7F. Getting dressed for this low temperature is a pain in the ass. Insulated underwear, two pairs of socks, jeans, snow pants below the waist. Above the waist is insulated underwear shirt, tee shirt, a long sleeve outer shirt and topped by a thick hoodie. Trapper’s hat to cover the ears and gloves for the hands finishes off the sartorial arctic splendor.

Today the plan is to get the water flowing again and then crawl up under the floor and restart the leveling the house project. I’ll let you know how that goes later.