Are you ready for the latest installment on the life of the city girl (well, I was BORN in a city but have been a small town woman for over 20 years) who is going to move to a rural village, by hell or high water? I have been quiet the past couple of days simply because it has been SO stressful around here, to point of my not being able to be creative (sorry to people waiting on orders). I have been chopping bushes and painting house trim, simply to vent frustration and channel nervous energy...lots of nervous energy.
Today, I feel that my ducks are getting their heads going in the right direction (finally) and after contacting both my dye company AND the Dyerslist for confirmation that being a rural dyer with well and septic will not be an abomination, I am calm and back to my old self again.
Seriously, People...this has been a tough week. This was more than a roller coaster, this was the roller coaster from hell, with short ups and downs. I think that The Husband has put all of his fears and trepidations away now and is going to bravely soldier on with me, getting this operation out of here and east to The Barn. So, now we get past tomorrow, which is the day that our listing agent (gulp) comes to the house and to Mom's house to give us a clue about their value and what we need to do to get them "cute" in the minimum amount of time.
Putting the house on the market is scary and exciting. Putting our official bid in for The Farm will be exciting. I have no doubts about the place and know that we are going to the land that was put in our path. It is waiting for us. Every time something negative pops into The Husband's mind, the answer comes back in a positive form and so I know that The Universe has answered my call in a short and sweet manner. The cart is in front of the horse, of course but them's the breaks...we will make it all happen as it is supposed to, simply because we have great people helping us, on this side and the other side...
Tank has all of his big boy teeth now and I am starting to wonder if he is going to live up to his baby name, since he still comes up to Sasha's shoulder. He is a very very sweet boy and I look forward to giving him and Sasha 5 acres of land to explore. When Mama takes her lunch bucket down to The Barn (yes, it IS red...my dream come true), the dogs can amble down with me. He looks silly in this picture but it is because the red eye feature kept going off on him and so he just said "screw you...I am closing my eyes".
I mean it...I am back. Here is a picture to prove it. I am going to go make some more stuff like this happen today, out in my little galley of a dye room, while I dream of having a HUGE space to ply my trade and entertain my fiber friends who want to venture into the foothills of the Sierra. Oh boyzee.
I just can't wait to live a life of not tripping over the business, in the house.
Im happy you got of this ride from the roller coaster......but did you have to send the roller coaster on to me??*Grin* Sigh....and then it's not even meanth as fun:-(
And don't post picture full of delicious stuff like that...it makes me having trouble breathing!*giggle*
Posted by: Helle From Denmark | July 07, 2005 at 08:12 AM
So is that knitting machine still in the dye-rage? The seats come out of my van - I'll help ya move.....
Posted by: kim | July 07, 2005 at 10:08 AM
Very exciting things happening for you and your family! Love the pic of the work you are doing (even more so because Tank or Sasha's "Bite the Man" toy is in the lower left hand corner... )
Posted by: Chela | July 07, 2005 at 10:21 AM
Hey - I am good with a paint brush and good with a garbage can if you need help... I'll come down with Kim.
Posted by: Angela | July 07, 2005 at 01:29 PM
Well, you guys...one day at a time. I just wish that I could shut out all of this stuff during the day, so that I could concentrate on work, instead of washing windows and painting and weeding. No such luck...The Husband keeps calling me with "ideas". AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH.
Posted by: Lisa S | July 07, 2005 at 03:50 PM