With the removal of the large machete from the shower, some hard work, and the creation of actual tin hats, it is now possible for me to *bathe* in the same building as I *sleep*.
At least until the yurt is up.
Since I’ve gotten back from Portland in late September, I’ve lived in a mostly-finished medium-sized trailer, my van, and a smaller, much less-finished trailer. The second trailer had no hot water until two days ago when I fixed it by replacing a previously water-logged micro switch. Since the leak that lead to the original problem, likely caused by failing to weatherproof in cold, hasn’t been repaired, I created a tiny tin foil hat for the switch, directing water to less damaging locales. It’s not a good fix, but I don’t care that much because I’m not going to be in the trailer much longer anyway. My yurt, upon arrival, won’t have hot water either, but at least it will be *my* lack of hot water, and not someone else’s.
In other news, I am *sorely* tempted by one of these: