The Cabin is Delivered

Our home sale is about to close, but we will not be homeless.  Our cabin was delivered on a hot August day with record breaking temperatures.

The dirt pile Joe created when he built the stemwall for the house.

We're not sure about drinking the well water because we haven't had it tested yet, so I drove into Carney to pick up bottled water for everyone.  Jeremy had his sons out helping but no one had packed water.  The temperature was 103 F and the work of setting the cabin on the stemwall required patience.

After an hour, I realized the water bottles were sitting in the sun, so I moved them to the shade of the building.  I didn't realize that Alan had been moving gravel into the area with the tractor.  Within 2 minutes of setting the water in the shade, Alan drove over them.  I heard an explosion of plastic and turned around to see him sheepishly say, "I thought it was trash."

I hate to doubt my husband, but a part of me believes the 10 year old boy inside wanted to see what happened when you drive over water bottles with a tractor.

Regardless, it was my fault for setting them there.  Back to Carney for a case of water.

By 6:30, the building was secure.  Jeremy and Joe (our carpenter) headed home.  We headed back to Tulsa to pack.