Newly assembed sink cabinet for container home kitchen.

More cabinet crafting (and condensation).

5/6/19

Building Summary: Today I started off by filling and tamping in dirt around the pylons Padre and I seated yesterday. This was followed by my venturing to Jacobhouse, unpacking the RTA base cabinet, and then discovering I didn’t know exactly how to put it together*. So, I ventured to oldhouse, watched JSI Cabinetry’s instructional video, and then returned to the container home where I proceeded to assemble and glue together the sink base cabinet.

Commentary: The weather seems intent upon transforming to true summer, so this morning when I arrived at Jacobhouse, it was quite warm and stuffy inside. Fortunately, I had the portable A/C near at hand and set it to full blast**. It cooled the place down quickly just like it usually does, but the reason I’m noting today’s usage, is because of the amount of water it drained out of the air. In the time that it took me to build the cabinet (about 30 – 45 minutes), the air conditioner removed and collected about three and a half cups of water.

Bonus Picture: A young garden spider on an old basil plant.
Working as intended.

Final Note: I’m not entirely certain what will transpire tomorrow. I know at some point I’ll be testing to see how the sink cabinet fits in regard to all the piping / water heater to its rear side, but I’m not sure if that will occur in morning or afternoon. I’ve been attempting to sign up for classes at the local college, and they are not being forthcoming, so I may need to use the morning hours to go tend to that. No matter what happens, though, I shall ensure that there is progress on Jacobhouse.

* I likely could have put the cabinet together without instructions due to their ease of slipping together, but it did make the job much knowing what exactly fit where (plus, cabinetry isn’t cheap, so I wanted to be sure).

** As of late, I’ve been connecting the exhaust to the window rather than the utility hole because the wrens are frequently utilizing the latter to relay various morsels to their ravenous younglings. Every time those parents come in and feed their young, Jacobhouse is filled with chirps, peeps, and the occasional bit of hearty (and very audible) crunching.