Sunday at the Cabin

Yesterday was a pretty good day at the cabin. I woke up in the van, and to my great surprise, my FitBit said that I had the best night of sleep in the past three weeks. Maybe this will need to be a permanent arrangement? No, probably not. It is definitely better than the awful sleeping arrangements here at the cabin, but it is still marginally worse than the twin bed I have at home.

Anyways, I woke up and went inside. When everyone else was up, we had breakfast and lounged around the place. We all tried our hand at fishing, but it was too windy. M caught one medium-sized rock bass, but that was about all the luck that any of us had all day.

After a while, her parents came over (they’re staying at one of the motels about 15 minutes away. Then it was time for chores.

With every trip up here, we need to do some sort of maintenance on the place. These jobs vary in intensity and are dependent on the time of year we visit. Because we are up here relatively early this year (at least for us), our chore was to clean the pine needles, cones, and branches off of the roof. I had the biggest part in this, being the most well-adapted physically to climbing the rickety-as-hell ladder and using the massive pole-arm to get at the highest reaches of the roof. I did this, then M and I shoveled them onto a tarp to be carried back into the depths of the forest. It was tough work, but I enjoyed it.

After we finished, M’s parents took the boys out for a trip to a park and ice cream. This gave us a solid 90 minutes of alone time in the cabin, which we utilized for some pretty awesome intimate time. It was good to release my energy that way. I’m still feeling very emotional about everything else going on right now, but for an hour I put all of that out of my mind and could just focus on her and I, letting all other distractions fall to the wind.

Eventually, the rest of the family came back. I grilled us some small steaks for supper, and we were off again. There is a large resort somewhat close to our cabin, which has a pretty amazing playground. We dropped off the boys and their grandparents to play, and M and I went to do the resort’s weekly Bingo game.

It had been many, many years since we last played Bingo, and I had forgotten how much fun it is. At least, it’s fun when you have someone enjoyable to sit next to whilst playing. So we played. It was not an entirely successful three hours (I won one game, she didn’t win). We ended up down about $70, after buying some food, ice cream, and drinks throughout the evening. But it was definitely well worth it to have a solid three hours of child-free together time.

When we got back to the cabin, the boys were in bed already, and I was certainly not long for the waking world, myself. I went out to my van-bed and went to sleep.

Then, about 2:00am, the skies opened up and all hell broke loose with the weather. There was insane lightning, heavy winds, hail, and the rain. For two hours, I thought that I was going to die. I was worried that there might be a tornado, based on how the radar looked. Unfortunately for me, I couldn’t just come into the cabin and go back to sleep, because all of my entire bed would have gotten soaked in the one-minute walk from bed to bed. I touched it out, but it was pretty terrifying, to say the least.