Thursday, March 9, 2017

Catching My Breath

The last several months have been mind-blowing.

After the move, my pace at work picked up and that was all I did through December. I barely had time to pay bills!

That's all over now; things are steady. My project—designing and building my company's website, dallasfed.org—launched with great reviews. I stayed at Mark's because I just didn't have time for the commute back and forth.

The Puppies


Soon after that, I got two new puppies! After a few trials, they've settled into a nice routine. They are absolutely a crazy pair! Keko's the red heeler; she's five months old now. Katy's the blue heeler/Australian Shepherd mix; she's three months old. They absolutely love it out on the farm!


And the farm! 


It's so cool out there. Troubles just melt away as I get closer to home. It's quiet and the breezes are heavenly. Mark's working with me to plan driveways, wind breaks and other spaces. It's a clean canvas!

I have space to work on my projects now, too; I have so many! I'm planning to post details about what I've done and what I'll be doing so stay tuned. :-)


Finally...


There are more adventures to come! I'll be exhibiting again—yes, again—at Earth Day Texas! It'll be good to see old friends and make some new ones, too.


Saturday, December 3, 2016

Moved again!

Eerie cool photo of Mark walking back up the driveway.

No time for an elaborate post, but here's what happened when I took a quick break from an intense work period yesterday to beat heavy rains a-comin':
Graduated with honors and
is working in her field of study.
I'm so proud!
  1. Went to Old Spot, packed a bit, prepped what I could on the house for travel, loaded up the cargo trailer and pulled it to the new spot.
     
  2. On the way to New Spot, cargo trailer (a.k.a. "Squirt") fell off the hitch. I did not document the event because I was too mad at myself for 1) causing a delay, 2) damaging my new trailer and 3) being in such a hurry that I'd missed that the ball catcher thingy didn't "catch." Ugh. Luckily, a Good Samaritan stopped to help discover the ball catcher thingy was bent and helped me unbend it and I was on my way.
     
  3. Swung back through "town" to pick up Mark, with a smart stop to attend Lauren's graduation ceremony. I'm so proud of her! She's officially a working Medical Assistant! They grow up so fast.
     
  4. Back to Old Spot to finish prepping the house for travel, loading all the steps and whatnot—and then getting the house out of the woods.

    Through the trees.

    In the dark.
Break here to mention the incredible backing skills and unending patience of one Mark Ellis. Mark slowly and meticulously backed the house out with much-appreciated and expert guidance from Jay and Kim. Their patience was amazing, as well, and their willingness to help slowly walk us out of the forest was a gift.

And Bruce has another honor mark from the same tree that got him in the back bumper. Lol


So, that happened.
  1. Made a pit stop at the weigh station to finally weigh my house. Because we're newbs and the folks at the station hadn't weighed a tiny house before, we were all unclear about which part of the scale to put things on, so we weighed it a couple times. We didn't get a consistent number, so I'll be going back at some point to verify... kind of like a second opinion? Needless to say, it's pretty heavy.

    Also, it started to rain at this point.

Fun with Prisma
  1. Finally landed at New Spot around 3 a.m. We literally parked the truck with the house still attached and started back to "town."
     
  2. On the way home, Bianca's check engine light came on.
Guess what I'm doing today instead of setting up my house? C'est la vie.

Never a dull moment in the world of tiny houses.

#noboringdays

Thursday, November 10, 2016

Peace



It's just shy of a month since my Cloe dog passed. I miss her terribly. Most days have been okay; some good, some bad. My friends have all been really kind and thoughtful, checking on me periodically... they've really been the glue that's kept me together. I am so thankful for them.

I've been staying at my tiny house off an on, commuting in for work when I can and staying in town other days. It's so far--about 130 miles, round trip--but I need to spend the quiet time with my house and my memories. I've been thinking a lot... my time in my house is very peaceful. I've been lucky in that I've been in my house when it's rained... I love how it sounds when the rain hits my metal roof, with the occasional roll of thunder in the distance. My head is quiet and the rain soothes my soul.


I've made a bit more progress on my house; I hung my painted pantry shelves. I think they look pretty good. Once I get settled, I'll use them to store canned food and other things that won't fit in my pull-out pantry, most likely.

I'm really eager to get settled. Mark found a solution for me in Blue Ridge. It's still a commute, but it's set up for horses. I'll be able to get horses within the next year! Unbelievable.

I'm eager to get my place more finished out and mostly eager to get a new dog, a companion. I will always love Cloe and she has a special place in my heart but I'm ready. I really would like two puppies, preferably Schnoodle puppies, medium-sized, by Christmas. Tinies or minis would be too small for a farm. I love Cheyenne, who's a Red Heeler/Australian Shepherd mix, but she sheds so much... I miss doggy pets and happy greetings and all the joys of having a dog brings. I know the perfect pair will find me when it's time.