Category Archives: Dry Cabin Cronicles

Workout Interrupted

I’m back to the grind. School’s started, I’m on a regular work schedule, and I’m back to a regular workout schedule too. I’ve been doing T25 right when I get home for work. It’s hard, fun, and done in 25 … Continue reading

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Road Block

The other night Lee picked me up from work and we ran a few errands; dinner, Sam’s Club for a large doormat, gas.  By the time we got home, it was almost six and I had to pee.  We brought … Continue reading

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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 … Continue reading

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It Looks Like Rain…

About an hour ago, Lee looked out the window and said, “Wow, it looks like rain!  Look how dark it is outside!” Now, back east, our first thought would be, Let’s make sure the windows are closed!  But not here. … Continue reading

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Making New Friends

Boy, do I have a story for you!  Three nights ago, I was lying on the couch reading and dozed off.  Lee had taken the car out to take some pictures, so I was home alone.  Suddenly, I was awakened … Continue reading

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The Poopsicle (aka the Stalischite)

WARNING: This entry discusses the less romantic side of dry cabin living in Alaska. If you are easily grossed out, you may wish to wait for the next entry. If you are intrigued, please read on. It took so long … Continue reading

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Conundrum

It is supposed to drop into the negative digits tonight, and possibly -35 tomorrow. So here’s my question – Do people with outhouses in Alaska wipe with their mittens on?

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Who’s Afraid of the Dark?

I have a secret, a deep dark secret. Do you know? Can you guess? Well, I’ve decided to let the cat out of the bag. My secret is, I am afraid of the dark. Irrationally afraid of the dark and … Continue reading

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Bathroom Brawl… Almost

Because we are without running water, I travel to the university to take my showers. The student union – The Wood Center – has showers available for “university affiliated” persons, which I am, sort of. Let’s just say I am. … Continue reading

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Gray Water Fiasco

Because we have no plumbing in our cabin, the dirty water from dishes and such is collected under the sink to be disposed of outside. It has been Lee’s chore to dispose of this “gray water” when it is getting … Continue reading

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