Although not in my normal setting I still appreciate Fridays and the upcoming weekend. Anyone that knows me knows I love to sit and crochet and while at work I often daydream about doing just that. These days in my transient state I find it hard to get settled enough to crochet comfortably like in the past. I long for my perfect light and comfy position on my familiar loveseat in order to create. So I slump and wiggle. Adjust and then readjust all the while trying to find a spot comfy enough for me to crochet. It's frustrating and aggravating. I know some people have way worse problems than me, but for me this is huge.
I viewed three properties yesterday and all of them were way wrong. The first one was such a disaster I was embarrassed for the owners. The yapping dogs combined with the stacks of clothes piled everywhere were just too much. I think I was at the house less than ten minutes. The property was all wrong for horses and although the location was alright, it was just wrong. The second place wasn't much better. It was empty, but the stench of mildew and mold in the primary home was absolutely horrendous. The second mobile on the property should just be condemned. Too bad, because the lot and circle driveway had potential. The third place was on six acres. It was an old brick farmhouse built in 1932. And inside it looked it. It did have the original floors and original everything else. Okay, maybe the sink had been updated to a 1970's style and the kitchen was about the size of a nickel. There were no closests in the house as was the style back then. One could not stand upright in the bedrooms upstairs. The barn on this property was the best part. It was huge and wonderful inside. It was old and very well maintained. The owners had built 3 large stalls inside with a huge area for a walkin/out. It had a gigantic loft that looked practically brand new. That's where I got to meet Bill, the miniature donkey. He was grazing on the back section of the 6 acres and when he saw he came trotting right up. He was loveable and so cute. Made me want one, but they are aggressive and Dolly would probably get the hell kicked out of her for wanting to be friendly.
Anyway, neither place would work for us. So Saturday the search continues. I am on a mission. My goal is to find our place, get it bought and get moved in so that my horses can be in the backyard and not at a boarding stable anytime. It's a tall order, but I'm going to do it. I got an amazing surprise yesterday. The shipping quote I submitted for Hillsboro/Mt Orab came back almost $600 less than the original quote. I was so thrilled I almost cried. That really helps right now. The girls have their vet call on the 23rd and I have a 30 day window to ship them from that date. It might be close considering it's already Aug 12, but it's not impossible. I refuse to be denied.
I picked up a project of my own at work. Hopefully it won't be a case of be careful what you ask for. I'll let you know in about a month. But one thing is certain - job security for the next 4-5 years is paramount. I can't be unemployed and I want stability. I don't want to have to interview again. I want my piece of heaven and then I want to retire and sit on my porch and take it all in.
Still no contact. I am getting nervous and I am disappointed. I suppose I shouldn't be. It was inevitable. I just didn't think he'd do it. Seeing him again is really a long shot. Unless I make the effort it will not happen. That's sad.
Okay, so it's Friday and the weekend is upon us. Put a smile on my face and march on.
SONG OF THE BLOG: "I Dare You" by Switchfoot. Because I dare you.
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