June 19, 2003

I am experiencing the most delicious time shift. I feel as if the hours and days are slowing unfolding like a carefully wrapped Japanese package. Two months seems like an eternity at the moment. The sun never really sets. There a glow from midnight to 3 or 4 am. The rest is daylight.

I cleaned out the former kitchenette in the guest hut and it is now the studio or as Bestafar calls it � �IceHouse Design European Office.� I'll try to take some pictures of my quaint and funky little space.

I just saw one of the giant cruise ship ferries go by. I'm not sure if it was on it's way to Germany or Denmark. Cyborg Daddy and the Kid are still sleeping, so I have no one to ask.

I should have a taken a pill last night, but I didn't want to and I have only slept about 5 hours. I woke at six feeling sticky and icky from a day of setting up house and cleaning. The faucet on the shower froze this winter, so we are without a hot indoor shower for a couple of days until the plumber can get here. It was a bit chilly this morning, but I went to the outdoor faucet which is hooked up to an old tree trunk and took a very cold splash bath and washed my hair. Builds character. Or something.

Today we go to Ikea. I'm not really looking forward to it � there is a big sale going on, so every Norwegian and their Bestamor will be there. We have a lengthy list of items we need for the Hut.