Something big happened to me yesterday.
Wait for it.
I got to go into town. Yup. The equivalent of a lookout obverser winning the lottery (ok, not quite, but pretty darn special). Only being 11 days in…this makes it even more rare. I took full advantage of stocking up on odds and ends I wish I had brought out in the first place and stocked up on fresh herbs (what a treat).
And, I did my laundry…
I really wish I had known that I had a town day in my future before I hand washed 30 individual socks. Let me tell you that little 400 square foot cabin looked pretty ridiculous. 30 socks drying off clothes lines hanging across the living room from the ceiling.
In town, I drank a beer. It was fabulous. End of story.