A Bad Day in the Dry Cabin
I wasn’t really feeling the whole Dry Cabin thing yesterday. It was -44 and I either ate something bad or had a stomach bug thing because, in the -44 degree outdoors, I needed to use the “restroom” multiple times (of course I did….). In reality, it could have been just one long visit to the “restroom.” But that would have induced frostbite. So it was broken up into three visits, with warm-up sessions inside each time that caused fogged-up glasses from leaving -44 degree air and stepping into 68 degree air.
When I finally could take off all the layers, I slipped off my boots and put my feet into my slippers only to find there was snow in there! With my foggy glasses still foggy, I bent over to grab the chunk of snow and WHAM! Smashed my forehead on the mitten and hat drawer that was still open.
Later that evening we discovered that the boiling point of propane is -44 (of course it is…). We use propane to cook. Our propane tank is located outside. It was so hard to get a flame for dinner that we didn’t eat until 9:30.
While there are days that I like our dry cabin, yesterday was miserable and I was seriously wishing for modern, non-arctic living. At least it’s still beautiful where we live. I have to stay positive, because we won’t have running water for a while….