The laughter of girls lightens the trailer. I roll out at 5:30 still tired, the twins come in from the tipi at 6 a.m. It was cold last night, it was supposed to get down to 28 degrees. I wrapped the well pressure switch pipe in foam just before sundown.
Eggs and sausage and we’re a half-hour from leaving for school. Leave at 7:30, and we get there too early at 7:40. Leave 8 minutes later, and the trip takes 20 additional minutes, traffic snarled around the middle school, lattés and cell phones battling with kids in crosswalks for driver’s attention.
I prefer the early run.
Today Mike and I will lay down a foam/foil/foam sandwich on the top floor of the barn. Tomorrow tubes for radiant heat will go down, concrete comes on Monday. Insulation. Drywall. Three weeks for drywall, I have been told. We finally have a plan to get the corrugated steel siding on before the snow flies.
The trailer, after four months, is getting small. I don’t know how it will fare when temperatures drop to 10 degrees, five degrees, below zero degrees for a week or so, and don’t really want to find out what it’s like draining sewage and gray water tanks when ice forms in seconds, thawing the hose to refill the freshwater tank.
The race is on.
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