So, it's Monday morning, and I am tired. And - wahhh! - I don't WANNA go to work! (But, then, who ever does?!)
I actually had an unexpected day at home yesterday: the little one who I was going to nanny ended up not needing me, after all! I wish I'd found that out sooner as I had to change proverbial horses mid-stream, but it was all good - though I could have used the extra cash. I actually took a bit of time for me and didn't work, work, work all day. I wish I'd had my camera with when I went out to do morning chores: there was a big ol' toad and a cute, lil toad sitting right next to each other on the lip of the
The big news of the day, though, is that I got the OK from my new landlords to rent the little house on 4.5 acres! I *should* be more excited - and I know I will be - but I didn't feel the relief that I expected to come with the news. Instead, a deep ache started at the back of my throat that still hasn't really gone away . . . because it means that I am, indeed, leaving Swamp River Ridge. :( Of course, I knew this, but yesterday was just another step in the painful realization / reality process. It will just take a little while to wrap my little brain around it. But, to be sure, I was DEFINITELY gonna be in a mad scramble if I *didn't* get it. But, like I said, I'm really surprised to not feel that weight automatically lifted. But, I know it will just take time.
I'll be able to get into it on Saturday, which is the 1st, but that will mean nothing more than meeting with the care-taker that night on my way home to get the keys and learn about the utilities like water shut-off, the furnace, etc. Sunday is already booked, but I hope to spend a little time there Sunday evening. And, I think one of the first things I'll do is take down the lawn mower and lawn furniture. That way, with a change of clothes, I can start mowing the large, LONG (as in overgrown) yard in the evenings on my way home. And then also pack what I have enough oomph for into the car each evening (leaving room for Tucker-Doo, of course) so I can unload that on my drives home, too. Starting a new project is always fun, so once I'm physically able to hang out there and really get the feeling that it's *mine*, things will be easier. And, it will be so much easier packing things around here once I can start MOVING some of the boxes, etc. that are taking up room.
I guess just sharing the news with you here and REALLY beginning to think about it *is* making me more excited! I hadn't dared starting to make lists in fear of jinxing the deal, but now I can jot down notes to my heart's content (and I'm the Queen of Lists) . . . such as the immediate things I'll need to take down there to start: cleaning supplies, bed/food/dishes for Tucker, a stereo (whistle while you work!), gas for the mower, work gloves, work clothes . . . etc., etc.!
I will close by sharing this with you - the one thing I did do ahead of time. As y'all know, I feel that in order for a house to be a *home*, it needs a name, an identity. And, in the past, I've had to choose names that weren't too feminine as I was always sharing my home with a fella. Now, though, I can go with WHATEVER name I want. And here's what I've chosen. What do you think?
THANK YOU, friends, for all your cyber support, good wishes, crossed everythings and prayers through all of this!!!