a quiet weekend at home? Resting, relaxing, taking a nap, reading a good book or working on a crafts project? Canning fresh produce or making jams to celebrate summer? Nope. Not this time. Instead, we are trimming doors and windows. To appease the appraiser God. See, unbeknownst to us, a house is unlivable and unsellable without all your windows and doors trimmed and without baseboards. Did you know? How many times have you entered any home and thought about their window trim or baseboards? Yeah - me neither. I won't go on to explain why I think this is a scam - too upsetting - but suffice it to say, this was not how I planned to spend my weekend. Working. On stuff I wasn't ready either by plan or finances to work on. The job is not pretty - it is clunky and square and not at all the handsome designs I had in my head. It was all we could afford. Beyond Basic. Blah. But it had to be done. And I am not sure if I will later undo and redo it, after the appraiser God is satisfied and I get past the magical "closing" ritual. We'll see. After I get over it.
The four-legged furball really did herself in this time. Her last escape and adventure must have lead her to eat something truly sickening. She has had the runs for three days. Woke up in the middle of the night the other night for my nightly hike to the bathroom and stepped right in it. Yuck. Cleaning up the mess at 2:00 AM did not create warm fuzzy feelings toward furball. At night she is now required to sleep in the bathroom until she is over this so she has a limited space to make messes in. Not to worry - the bathroom is the size of some bedrooms. Plenty of room. The floor is easier to clean and shows nothing afterward. I can turn on the light to check for messes as I approach. As for her being sick, we have been feeding her white rice for two days, which usually fixes her right up, but no luck so far. She does not appear sick and mopey and grudgingly eats her rice. (I noticed some under her bowl - sloppiness or trying to hide some? Who knows.) Going to make her some rice and see if Imodium AD is okay for dogs. I thought they had cast-iron stomachs.....
The neighbors below are upset with us - the leaves, gravel and rain ("debris) wash down onto their driveway. They don't like it. They took a pick axe and dug a trench across our driveway. We had it regraded to fill it in. They sent us a note. Does not seem to occur to them it is because their paver decided to dump some "leftover" asphalt on our driveway to create an "apron" without our knowledge or permission. In doing so they raised our driveway to be even with theirs and the road. They also sealed off the drainage culvert. Before they did that there was no problem - our gravel surface was lower than their driveway and the road and the water just ran off the sides into the ditch. It is their opinion that we should pave our driveway. Hmmm. Everyone is entitled to their opinion. But we are not going to pave. To do so makes our driveway dangerous in winter with ice, so we either can't get up or can't get down safely. It messes with the environment as it limits the rainwater's ability to soak into the ground and go to the aquifer. Besides, since it costs almost $5,000. who plans on paying for it, if we wanted to do it, which we don't. So guess they will just have to remove the asphalt apron or pay the county to do so. That would solve the problem. Of course it really solves the problem if folks don't pave over paradise, live with the Master Gardener's plants and landscaping and stay off other folk's property. Just sayin'. Don't think they will be happy with our response - but they really won't like the bill for the clean up from the county. Or the fact they encroached on our property with their landscaping and have to move it (my DD says charge them rent for the land at $100. per square foot- nah - prefer they return it to it's natural state). Love the neighbors, really I do.
But when I get frustrated with all the craziness and chaos, I look out a window and see the mountains across from mine....look to the mountains from whence comes my strength....
Ahhhhhhh.
Off to hammer more nails and paint a few things....
Be Blessed,
Kim
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