I trek off to the far country of Camp Lakota this weekend to attend Webelos Unplugged with William and thirty other boys and their dads for two nights of frosty camping and eating things cooked on the ground.
Sounds lovely, doesn't it?
I, however, am preparing for this trip to rival an assault on Mt. Everest, base camp and Sherpas be damned. I am not freezing my bottom off in a tent. My dining room looks like overflow for Cabela's sporting goods right now, and I haven't started to REALLY pack.
|Oh they're cute until they pick your bones clean|
Monday morning bright and early two crews of installers from Woodland Windows and Doors begin to rip out and replace 72 windows in my home. It's the project we said we'd never do but I always knew we'd end up doing it. I hope I am going to love my new Marvin windows and doors. Seriously, I had better for what we are paying for them. They estimate it will take them two weeks to finish all the work. It's that big a job. I think they should rename the company Gilbert Windows and Doors.
Next Friday we've got more people coming (cause hey, it's just money?!) to install the 20kw whole house generator. We've lived here for 5 years without a power blip, and recently the power has gone off three times, once for 12 hours. Not so bad, you say? Well I'm on well and septic, which means no power no water and no toilets. How long can you hold it for? Me, not so long. It will look something like this: