Mornings like this I think heretical thoughts: “If I hadn’t gotten this big dog, I could have stayed in bed.”
And have I mentioned lately how much I hate mud? I have a scraper and a rough mat down below the porch stairs, and after scraping and wiping my boots most attentively…
…I still have to stand out at the railing and work the soles over with an old screwdriver before I can let them in the cabin. And my floor still looks like I hosted a miner’s convention. Yech.
But at least it isn’t very cold. In January I’ll take my blessings where I can find them. Very little sun yesterday and I doubt there’ll be any today – likely have to run the generator for a few hours later to avoid stressing the batteries. At least I have that option now.
We got around three to four inches of snow overnight and as I write this, the snow has changed to freezing rain. You wanna trade? 🙂
Any way to add a mud room to the Lair? An unheated 5X5 space with a hinge-down seat shere you can leave your boots. Extra points for gaps in the floor boards to allow sweeping the dried mud out.
Arthur: Don’t take this seriously: how quickly can a pack rat build a nest in an unoccupied smelly boot?
Not quite that quickly. I’ve given thought to the notion of a mud room on the porch. I have a neighbor who did something like that. He had more space to work with. Pretty sure it wouldn’t be worth it, since it would ruin the porch for the rest of the year.