BOY, AM I FUCKING RELIEVED.

I’ve got the shed, and I have a bucket toilet that boasts a seat that “feels like real leather.”

An axe. A toolkit. A bear horn. Check, check, check.

I feel safer by the minute.

Top priorities now are a motor for the bike, and fencing. And 55 gallon barrels and 5 gallon buckets. And a ladder –so I can put the roof on.

Top money priorities: rent a dude with a truck to help me.

I am getting there, bit by bit!

The shed is 10 by 10 and metal –but I’m honestly ecstatic to have an unfinished shed. I am moving to the land of beautiful wood–I’m looking forward to building it out from the inside with Douglas fir or redwood or madrone. My place is a little forest, so I’m not as worried as I might be about baking.

I’m finally going home.