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March 13, 2025: The Light at the End of the Carpal Tunnel

I don’t see that light because Pete and I have just entered the carpal tunnel, and it has a few twists and turns ahead. This was Day Number Two of doing things around here with three hands. There is a lot to do. My job is to make sure that Pete does not do too much. I caught him attempting to fling a shovelful of dog poop over the upper quadrant fence. You cannot do this with just one hand.


We're not far from Mt Spur, but not in the main fallout zone.


I could not keep him off the computer. I also could not keep him from making breakfast and dinner. My attempts to keep him from doing too much are more tiring than my having to do this myself.

I had a very busy day, notwithstanding. The notwithstanding was the project work. I did my distribution route, which is within a five mile radius. I went swimming and of course dropped off books at the pool.

I spent the afternoon with the Bright Lights Book Project Artist in Residence, me just hanging out, her working on various art projects. I didn’t have a lot to say because I was feeling brain dead. It was nice, just sitting in the back of the room of the former banquet room of the historic Eagle Hotel and adding to what Cathy was saying.

After she left, I sorted through and reboxed the books that came in today from Title Wave Books. This did not take long. But then it was time to come home and do the evening chores, which now include watering the horses and doing the dishes.

I’m trying hard to not think too hard about what I have to do tomorrow, the next day, and the days following. The six weeks will go by quickly and Pete will then have the use of his hands again. He might then be free of pain in his hips and his lower back. He’s going to see Dr. Joe and getting a massage tomorrow.

Me, I got a list of the books and materials that were sent to me by the Alaska Native Language Center. I will make a few calls in the morning and also call the Nome Schools and make arrangements for a visit.

Yep. It’s a bit much. I’m going to have to take on the role of BLBP volunteer coordinator because the volunteer schedule is very sporadic. Just another thing to do.

The horses are doing very well. The weather has been blustery, so I don’t feel bad about not riding.

Now I do have another worry, and this is that Mt. Spur, an active volcano, could erupt at any time, or so we are told. I am worried about the horses. We might have to confine them in the stall area – we have two places. But then if its windy they would inhale the dust. I wonder if I’d be able to get stall space down at the Fairgrounds.

Good night and good luck. Edwin L. Morrow.

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