Sunday, November 30, 2014

A New Being

When I set up this new blog I thought I would have all this time to include you guys in the move and all the changes in our lives and in the house/property.  Real quickly I realized we were just trying to get by.  We love where we are but it is so different and presents new challenges weekly and sometimes daily.  Our jobs are 40+ hours and we still have the old house to paint, finish, and sell.  We are overwhelmed but hanging in there. 

We have a basic tractor but our neighbor has the deluxe and is kind enough to let us borrow it.  Rick's trying to level the garden.  It's high on the sides and the middle is sinking.  With the rain we've had lately we end up with a pond in the middle. 

Our house is so small you can stand practically anywhere and see out windows on all sides.
I took this from the dining room.  That is the lot next door that we own with our travel trailer, big truck, car and the cypress tree that is turning red.

I'm still in the dining room looking out the front living room window.  I see the a pasture  of our neighbors that they use to workout their horses.  The county road is only one lane so we are close to each other.

This is the kitchen window facing west onto the lot we own.  Similar to the dining room view.  There's a carport in this view that's rather messy but it's just stuff we haven't figured out what to do with yet. 
We moved Labor Day and my sis moved 11/1.  Her place is perfect and mine is still "a work in progress".  It doesn't bother me I just hope she's not disappointed.  This move came with major decisions, emotional elements, and most of all, moving from 1700 sq ft to 840 sq ft.  I am embracing the downsizing but struggle with waste.  I love the small house because it's easy to care for.  I just struggle with what I need to keep and what I need to let go.  We're close to wrapping up the move and then can move onto wrapping up the old house and getting it on the market.
The garden has been so wet for so long and finally dried enough for Rick to run his tractor to till it.

Our boys are always out and about.  They are totally spoiled.  The girls "not so much".
 

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