Slowly but NOT Surly

It’s been awhile since I last posted.  Much has changed.  Our wood floors are NEARLY all in.  Once they are though, the sanding and polyurethaning begins and we’ll have to sleep at mom’s to avoid death by chemical inhalation.

Our kitchen cabinets, ordered June 5 with an anticipated delivery of 4 weeks later, are still not in.  Another 3 weeks or so.  That means we’re still cooking on the grill every night and sometimes in the microwave.  A lot of times it’s just sandwiches.  But once cabinets arrive, we can get our plumbing finalized and add our appliances.

Dog seems accustomed to the place although suffers from her usual separation anxieties a bit more than usual.  And cats are still living at mom’s.  They seem to LOVE it there.  But mom will have nothing to do with keeping them…not that I’d REALLY want her to.

Our bathroom looks good.  Still waiting for a sink.  Richard is working on the claw foot tub he bought off of Craig’s List. Our bathroom is quite large so a tub separate from our shower stall will work beautifully.

I went to Costco and loaded up on safety items such as a fire extinguisher, carbon monoxide detectors, and flood lights for the outside.  It’s DARK out there.  Of course some things must wait until our electric is all complete.  That’s another few weeks away.

We are now sleeping in our true bedroom as opposed to the livingroom.  Just waiting for closets to be completed.  I really want to hang some pictures soon.  We have our blinds on the windows so it’s looking pretty finished.  Still waiting for our dressers to be moved in.  I went and invested some money in making our closets look nice, neat and organized.  Bought those skinny hangars all in the same color.  It does make a difference when you look in there.  And they work well.  Clothes don’t fall off and there is extra room made in the closet for yet MORE clothes which we do not need.

Richard wants hens so we can get fresh eggs.  Each hen lays one each day so we figure two hens are plenty AND you don’t need a rooster.  Whether or not the hen gets “laid,” an egg gets laid.  As if we don’t have enough trouble getting dog a sitter when we’re away.  Imagine my mother getting a dog, two cats and two hens to watch?  I think I’ll tell her that one.

So I think we’re moving along.  Slow but what can you do with just one person working it?

Ain't No Coon Hound

There’s a series of books I just love about “Ladybug Farm.” Three so far and I do hope more. The author is Donna Ball. My friend Mattie doesn’t care for them. Says they’re too predictable and happy. Everything gets tied up in the end and everyone lives happily ever after. Well that’s just how I like life. I like the happily ever after. And that’s just how the coon story ends.

Our baby raccoon (which we named Braveheart)cried all night into the next after his mama left him and took all his siblings. Imagine how awful to be left all alone in the dark. Hungry, frightened, cold, waiting for the return of your mama? We prayed she would return for him. Hoped that she only left him because she was running out of time with dawn breaking and three others babies to hide in a new nest. We both had bad dreams about the coon family. We were actually very upset about the situation.

But “Life is Good.” Mama returned sometime in the night while we were fast asleep and took her last baby home to the nest.

I learned at least one thing from the experience. Our dog is NOT part Red Bone Coon Hound as we once thought.