Yesterday our landlady called and said the long lost sister of her deceased husband had finally been found . . . and she owns the part of the land we're on . . . so load 'em up, Henry! We're moving ASAP!
Fortunately, the day before I'd done my taxes and my refund will more than cover the moving, and we'd already begun to plan. We believe we're about six weeks out . . . and no one will EVER tell us we have to move again! Tranquil Moon here we come!
As Spring Break ends, I'm a little depressed. I've enjoyed my time off very much even though I've done a lot of school work during the week. Just being able to set my own hours has been a treat. When we get to the new dirt, I'm sure I'll really want some more time off . . . I can hear trees and flower beds and Jay's salsa garden calling me now!
The briars have died off nicely and are ready to be skid-steered into a huge burn pile. The 25' driveway is first on the list, with the nearby electrical pole location included. Then the spot we've picked for the trailer will have to be leveled and cleared as well. Jay will be contacting the well man to see how long it will take him to sink the well etc. As soon as we have electric, we'll be ready to roll. We can tote water for a few weeks, if necessary, and our "blue tanking" can start any time. I wonder what it's going to be like to sit in the midst of our trees and drink morning coffee . . . I wonder, but I'm anxious to experience the reality . . . we've waited so long for this to happen.
Our Lizzie baby was diagnosed with diabetes three weeks ago. We've almost lost her twice to diabetic coma due to spikes in her blood sugar, but $1,000 later it seems we may be on the right track. Everyone has been switched over to the new "prescription diet". Insulin shots have given way to pills, which she readily takes without problems. March 10 her blood sugar was 368, but the vet says that's progress. She's lost an awful lot of weight, but seems to be comfortable and is finally moving around the place more. We've had to keep her confined to a cage for two weeks while she settled in, urine output was monitored, and the new food was introduced for all. She slept with Jay last night, so I feel hopeful.
Off to Bobbie and her college paper . . . tutoring!
