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zeroth world problem
Sunday, August 18 2024
location: rural Hurley Township, Ulster County, NY
This morning began one of Gretchen's weeks as a fund allocator for the New York Abortion Access Fund (NYAAF), meaning she would have to stay close to her computer to handle any desperate women needing abortions. As for me, I'd decided to drive with the dogs up to the Adirondack cabin, where I hadn't been in a longish time. I spent the first part of the day processing all the loot Gretchen's father had bought for us at Costco, dividing the stuff that needed to stay in Hurley from the stuff that needed to go to the cabin. (Gretchen's father says that buying in bulk from Costco is a particularly good way to keep two separate houses well-stocked. Keeping multiple houses well-stocked seems like a zeroth world problem, I know.)
After Gretchen got back from giving Charlotte her morning walk, I was ready to go. I'd even strapped one of the ladders I'd taken from my childhood home (spattered as it was with the brown paint I'd used to paint the honey house in the 1980s and the Shaque in the early 1990s) to the roof of the Forester. (I was taking that, since there was a good chance Gretchen would meet me at some point later in the week, and I had hauling missions in mind that were impossible without the Forester's roof rack.)
I got on the road early this afternoon, stopping (as I often do) at the Cairo Hannaford for beer, sourdough bread, guacamole, tofu, lettuce, and not much else. I cracked open a road beer at the stone castle just east of East Durham (as I usually do) and was still drinking it as I drove into Middleburgh, as it was a big sixteen ouncer.
It was cloudy and threatening rain when I arrived at the cabin. I brought in all the Costco stuff I was hauling and then eventually went down to the dock via the new Mossy Rock Trail, paddled over to the public dock, and got more rocks off the lake shore to further stabilize the primitive tree dock I'd installed in the lake's outflow bay. I don't remember what the dogs were doing while I did this, though I seem to remember them going off on their own where the Mossy Rock Trail gets within sight of the backwards-facing cliffs.
Later this evening, I ate some cannabis and would've taken a bath, but my automation system had (for whatever reason) failed to sufficiently heat the water in the heatpump-powered water heater.
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