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A rare late June thunderstorm is clapping over Lake Superior.  We are sitting in front of the churning wood stove as rain is pounding on our metal roof.  Our walls are painted.  The wires in our walls are energized.  I sit here, thinking of the last 18 months of countless hours of work, signing our homestead application on Amy's birthday.  Today it is official: we are moved in!

It started when the ditch that ran the length of the property was filled with a four inch thick piece of metal wire.  Within hours that wire was humming with electricity.  There is not much more exciting than successfully flipping a light switch for the first time on a project that has taken every ounce of comprehension, patience and practice that you can muster.  With that one act the generator was stored in the tool shed and the lights were lit late through the night.

With the help of Amy's moms Jean and Kelsy we painted all of the interior walls, stained the exterior siding, tiled the bathroom, wired the last of the lights, hung the kitchen cabinets in a single weekend.  We followed the next week by building the bedroom and entry way closets and moving our belongings one truck load per day.

Time to relax by the fire...

Cheers to Amy on her birthday and a new home!