The work on the kitchen begins

March 8, 2014 – Saturday

12 degrees/cloudy-snow/calm winds

Pentoga Road

I just had the hardest time remembering what day of the week it is. I used to laugh when Dad commented that when one is retired, other than Sunday, the days of the week really have no meaning. I agree, but if each blends into such a blurry mix, how can they go by so quickly?

I was slow in getting around Friday morning. It was later on before I got the log uploaded. After, I hiked my five miles. Nothing new there and the knee continues to get stronger.

It will be a while before anyone sits on the garden bench. The snow is just a few inches shy of covering the back.

Sargie and I made a quick drive to town and did a bit of grocery shopping. 

Indoor greenhouse assembly was next on the agenda after arriving home. While I did that, Sargie began moving items from shelves and counter tops in the kitchen, also removing all the switch and outlet covers in preparation for stripping the wallpaper. We were a busy duo all afternoon.

The new indoor greenhouse. The lamp (bottom) points up and provides enough heat to keep the nighttime temperatures between 70 and 80 degrees inside. After the seeds sprout and are transplanted, I'll hang grow lights inside.

I later had to wade through the snow, over knee-deep in most places, to the garden greenhouse to retrieve a heat lamp and some of the potting supplies. 

Brutus broke most of the trail, which made walking much easier.

Get that nose down and break trail!

Last night, I folded pepper and tomato seeds in wet paper towels, sealed them in baggies, and placed those in the greenhouse until they sprout. After, each will be transplanted into a conventional six-pack.

Sargie began stripping wallpaper in the kitchen and has most of one section completed. She said last night that if we both work on it today, we could have the walls bare by nightfall. I’m all about that!

I’m going to get this uploaded and get my walk out of the way. With much warmer temperatures forecast, I’m eager to finish any interior work so I can begin to plan for maple syrup season, hopefully in two to three weeks. It will be time after to prepare the garden, then there’ll be trails to make, wood to cut, a lawn to keep, the exterior trim on the windows needs scraping and painting, there's a storage building to construct, and the list goes on and on. If only you had my life.

After all, a man’s work is never done.

So are the tales from Pentoga Road…