Last night, Gord and I had a breakthrough with our house design. I suppose I should catch you up to speed. Gord and I moved to Alaska a little over 4 years ago following his dream to help establish a recreational marijuana grow. We drove to Alaska and got to work. Here we are. Four years later, the pole barns are standing, full of weed, a successful business has been launched. Now, it's time to stop paying someone else's mortgage and get into a place of our own. I met our relator while singing with some friends on a full moon this winter. We got to talking, exchanged email addresses and I shared our interest in a big plot of land "out the road". She boosted my confidence in the search and within weeks we were stomping with Renee through the snow, checking out our dream property. Thigh deep snow filled the spaces between fallen trees. Alders were both blocking our path and all we could grab for stability. We could barely walk five feet. Devils club pok...