Where’s the Money? Gary….

As previously posted we bought a property in northern Minnesota with a small uninhabitable cabin. Unfortunately the water pipe broke in the cabin and for the last three years or so there has been a substantial leak in the closed up cabin which adds up to lots of mold.  

When the cabin was first built it was probably someone’s dream of a sweet little place in the middle of the woods.  Well that dream is dead.  The cabin sits right where we are building our new house so it has to come down.

We placed an ad in Craigslist for anyone who wanted a free cabin.  All you had to do was take it down and transport it outta here.  We had some interest and a young couple actually showed up one day and started but then they disappeared.  We never said it would be easy.  

So it was time to call in the big guns and it is coming down in pieces.  Before the actual excavation started Gary steadily emptied out the cabin cause the last owner must have lost his house keys and so he left pretty much his life inside. And that is where the money comes in.  Everyday I asked Gary if he found any money, to be sure to rip open upholstery, pull up floor boards, definitely check under the mattress, etc.  and we got nothing.  I just know there’s a stack of bills in there somewhere.  That’s what happens in the movies!   

If I thought building a house was a lot of work taking a small one down is a nightmare.  What did we get ourselves into?  But so far the weather has cooperated and we are slowly getting her done.  And if I post any photos of  Mojo and Dede in mink coats you know Gary finally found the stash.  

Ps.  Gary with his latest toy. 

Into the Wild

We continue to adjust to our new wild life in northern Minnesota. Gary is originally from Minneapolis and I grew up on a dairy farm in southern Minnesota so while we did come back to our home state this area of the state is different for both of us.  And we love it.

Our living space in the back of the pole barn is about 500 square feet.  We have the essentials like dogs, dog food, dog sweaters, a frig, kinda running water, our king size bed so the dogs are comfy, heat, internet, tv and a quasi toilet. By that I mean portable night time potty for me.  Gary is working on getting space ready for our new compost toilet coming soon which will probably be a blog in itself.  

We are about 8 miles from the nearest town if you don’t count Bruno which is basically a corner bar.  Our road leading to our place is minimum maintenance meaning the USPS will not deliver mail to us so our mailbox sits all alone down the road waiting to get hit by a four wheeler or truck or random deer.  

We added a 100 mile tv antenna so we get enough stations to keep the dogs happy unless it’s windy then the tv may cause seizures.  Because Gary doesn’t have enough to do, he ordered two dump truck loads of gravel waiting to be spread around before the snow flies. 

If anyone is in the market for a free cabin come with a big truck and hazmat suit cause it’s coming down soon.  Comes with mold, mouse droppings, green bathtub, empty frig filled with more mold and some mildew.