Year: 2018

Murdo Girl…A Busy Nest trip

Mary Francis McNinch5 Comments

Well, I’m on my way to Pearl the human’s to get Pearl the dog. My routine hasn’t changed much even though things at Pearl the human’s store have changed big time. You should have been here to see it all go down.

Pearl’s Elixerfixer has been selling like hotcakes. Pearl even bought a new pink car, so we don’t have to drive the clunky old Jeep anymore.

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We have to go to Pierre two or three times a week for the Elixafixer ingredients. Red Owl can hardly keep up with us. I think they look at us sideways when we go in there, but Pearl says they don’t. She wouldn’t know anyway because she always wears her huge sunglasses. She says she has to be incog neat oh, which means hard to identify.

wp-1517711790089.jpg I think Pearl mainly likes the Red Owl Store because she loves red and she sort of looks like an owl. I’m not being mean…She just does.

We’ve been making so much money at Pearl’s Busy Nest that we’ve been able to make a lot of improvements. Grace still gets letters from people who want her to help them solve their problems, and she does her best to help them out. It’s only backfired a couple of times. Once was because she didn’t run it by me first. You see, I recognize everyone’s problems because I know everybody in town and I notice things. There aren’t very many people in Murdo who have problems that I don’t know about. They all think Grace has got extra sensories, but it’s just me operating in the background. Grace thinks she’s just a few columns away from being approached by The Murdo Coyote to put her column in the paper. I know she must be itching to make money like Pearl does with her Elixerfixer. I’m at Sanderson’s Store now, so I’m going to run upstairs and get Pearl the dog. It’s Saturday, so Pearl’s Busy Nest will be super busy.

Well, we aren’t there yet, but we almost are.

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“Hi, Grace, Hi, Pearl.”We’re here, are you?”

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“Lan sakes, Ellie, I thought you would never get here. I have a situation and I desperately need your help! Come over here and I’ll show you.”

It’s not like I’ve never seen Grace in such a state before. It doesn’t take much to get her hands wringing. Her little feet with her little pumps, strapped on with rubber bands, just trot all over the place.

“Here, Ellie,” she said. “Read this.”

Dear Grace,

Thank you for advising me last week. Your plan worked like a charm. I knew I couldn’t get to Sanderson’s in time to get some of that good sweet corn before the Methodist church ladies and their friends got there, so I called the store and told that nice lady who works there that I would like her to reserve two dozen ears for me. I hinted that I was one of the Methodist Church basement cooks…just like you said to.

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Well, I went into the store a few hours later, and got my corn. The nice lady was all a flutter. Apparently, she got a royal chewing out by the basement cooks, because they didn’t have enough corn for the funeral luncheons this week, and the families of the dearly departed would have to be fed Lima beans and who likes Lima beans?

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Well, the nice lady at the store asked me why I would call and make her think I was a Methodist. She said she felt fairly certain that I was a Lutheran, and she happened to know the Lutheran’s didn’t have any of their parishioners go to the other side this week.

I told her I was merely taking the advice of “Dear Grace.” I thought I should let you know. The corn was delicious.

What should I do next week, “Dear Grace?”

I was feeling panic well up inside. We were surely going to get a visit from The Sanderson’s Store lady and it would no doubt be unpleasant.

My heart was pumping which made my ears ring. I heard Pearl’s voice above it all.

“Essie!” (Pearl never knows my name.) “You and Grace get Pearl and go get in the car, while I put a note on the door saying we will be closed today. I’ve got to go to Pierre to get more supplies. On the way back, we’ll get a carload of sweet corn.”

“Where are we going to buy sweet corn, Pearl?” I wasn’t following her train of thoughts.

“We’re not going to buy it, Essie. We’re going to pick out a good cornfield and help ourselves. They will never miss it. We’ll sell it for a little bit more than Sanderson’s Store does. That’s the only right thing to do. We won’t affect their business at all. That letter writing snit can buy her corn from us. Let’s get going, girls.”

“But Pearl…Grace looked bewildered. “How is this going to get Dear Grace back in the good graces of Sanderson’s?”

Pearl was flying out the door. “We’ll tell them we are so sorry, we intended no harm. We thought the conniving woman was a Methodist, too. we’ll even give them two dozen of our ears. Now grab my sunglasses and let’s go!”

I can’t believe it…We’re going to steal corn in a pink car.

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Are you watching Grace? Hurry Essie and Pearl the dog. It’s getting dark.”

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Murdo Girl…Raise your hand

Mary Francis McNinch8 Comments

I’ve reached down to my very core and found I’m not sure anymore.

I tried to have a little fun without offending anyone.

I’m not a great philosophizer. I can’t make us any wiser.

I choose topics quite generical, so your response won’t be hysterical.

Not everyone turns up their thumb. Sometimes my writing is humdrum.

My life stories are mostly true, but still, they might not interest you.

My family doesn’t like them all. From their good graces…I sometimes fall.

Are my stories Dilly Dilly? Do you think I’m stuck on silly?

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Kind of..I’m Odrum

You get a vote, so take a stand. I want you to raise your hand.

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“I want to hear the truth,” I say. So you must vote yea or nay.

I will ask you just one question. There’s no time for a bull session.

Do you want me to be more real, sing more songs… be more genteel?

The Beasterhop, Brick House, and Pearl stories, are just some of the categories.

Don’t forget about the Queen and Dakotah. I need caffeine.

My Murdo Girl stories from long ago, touched some of you and me, also.

I rapped a rap written by Lav. You’re the best readers I could ever have.

I wanted us to drive along route sixty- six …to celebrate my 66(th).

I wrote Connie’s story at my old age, and you all read every single page.

We took a trip to southern South Dakota. You all helped me to reach my quota.

I’m talking about the water towers. We named them all and made them ours.

We went to Murdo for a celebration. Dean’s birthday was filled with

jubilation.

I’ve laughed and cried and shook my head at all the comments I have read.

You tell me I am quite prolific. I think you are all terrific.

Let’s see where old Murdo Girl stands. When you vote, I’ll count the hands.

Vote yea if you can take some more. Vote nay if you think her lore’s a bore.

THE YEA’S HAVE IT.

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A hand raising lesson

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THANK YOU

 

 

Murdo Girl…Reflecting

Mary Francis McNinch4 Comments

I have seen so many tiny houses, park houses, and park cottages in the past few weeks, I can’t get them out of my head. I have seen all of the color schemes, square footage switcharoos and learned that none of the model homes show you what the stripped down version looks like. When we were looking in Rockwall, I asked the salesman which models were built without “options.” He thought for a minute, but nothing came to him. I looked at the left side of the pricing sheet, which showed the standard items, and then the right side with the upgrades. I had what Oprah calls and “ahha” moment.

I could never live in an unadorned tinyparkcottage. I really want an inside bathroom and lights, which means we must order the elite platinum cottage; especially if we absolutely, must have glass in our windows.

I think we’re doing the right thing by opting for the larger, Riverview cottage. Even so, it will be an adjustment. The Riverview is about half the size of the small home we live in now…but its really, really cute. I think it will be fun to embrace a whole new lifestyle. Minimalism is my mantra…I must remember I’m now a minamalist.

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This little piece of earth belongs to us now.

I have given this lesser square footage and lack of storage conundrum a lot of thought, and I have all the answers. I will attempt to list them in the order of importance.

Challenge: How will MG resist shopping at the thrift stores. I hear she brings something home nearly every day. Her tiny home will be overcome with handbags and cute tops in no time.

 

MG’s solution: I was reading the ads in the Lake Area Leader this morning and spotted the schedule for the local Thrift Store. In addition to “Pay by the Pound Friday,” they have “Thursday Trade Day.” I went by there this afternoon and checked it out. You can bring in three items of clothing, that are in good condition, and trade them straight across for another three items. I made an excellent trade today. I’m looking ahead to spring. Between now and then, I can go in on Thursdays and trade three winter things for three spring frocks. Goodwill is really going to miss me. Their prices have been going up, anyway.

Challenge: Will there be enough plugins in a park house for all of my devices?

MG’s solution: I know it’s a problem sometimes in the RV, but remember, you’ve got that adapter thing with eight plugs and it only blew the fuse once. You’ll be fine…what’s next?

Challenge: No desk, no personal computer, no full length mirrors or other good places to take selfie’s.

MG’s solution: ….Well, you will have friends in the neighborhood. They might let you reflect at their house.

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Who are these people in my studio? Is that Pearl in my reflection? This is MG’s worst nightmare…

Challenge: That’s enough for tonight!! My tiny brain is tired. We’ve covered the more critical challenges.

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Now…where are you going to keep your toothbrush? And your crowns…Where will you keep your toppers and tiaras? Will they go the way of the Beasterhop? He’s in storage isn’t he?

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Surely she will get us out of here by Easter?

 

 

Murdo Girl…Is she cheating..or is she justified?

Mary Francis McNinch3 Comments

In the post I wrote on Saturday, I told you about our plans to see all of the model homes that Recreational Resort Cottages has at their Rockwall, TX location. Our purpose for going was to confirm our decision to purchase the the hybrid tiny home we had decided on, and to see different decorating ideas and upgrades. I also said in the blog that even though we were ready to order the combination Meadow View and Trinica… Sunday in Rockwall could change everything.

The day was beautiful…perfect for walking around and going in and out. Our friends, Ron and Barbara, came with us, which made it more fun. I had looked at the RRC Rockwall website which said there were forty models on the lot. We went through every one of them, and some we saw twice. It took us a little over four hours.

I was right. After we had seen it all, we changed everything. We saw some of the larger Park homes and the extra room appealed to both Kip and me. We wanted to stay true to our original tiny home plan, but we’re fudging a little. The plan we decided on has 604 square feet, which still qualifies as part of the new concept that is rapidly becoming a desired lifestyle of the active senior set. Many, like Kip and me, want to spend a lot of time traveling, but still have a home base…or two. Minimal upkeep, low utility bills, and low taxes are some of the good points. You are also forced to virtually eliminate accumulating things. There is limited space and storage, which makes you look at your belongings in a different way. Having said all of that, we are now leaning towards a few more square feet.

By Monday, we had definitely decided on the bigger Athens Park Home. At 604 sq ft, it would give us a little more room. We need the extra space…not for things… for three dogs and a cat. Unlike most tiny homeowners, we are putting ours on a permanent foundation. Since we own the lot, I doubt we would ever have a need to move our house. If we are able to buy a tiny home in North Carolina, we’ll probably lease a lot in a tiny home community. Kip says we will find a way.

Kip had to go to Athens Monday to get some information at the courthouse, so he stopped to talk to the salesman about the larger home. As luck would have it, they told Kip they are coming out with a new, tiny bit larger model that is still a one bedroom one bath home. They haven’t built the model yet, so I can’t show you what it looks like, but I can show you the floor plan. The covered deck will be 17′ x 10′, which should be big enough for our needs and we won’t have to build a second deck for the side door which will face the backyard. We’ll just need a small stoop with steps for the dogs.

I know what you’re thinking…justify, justify, justify.

We haven’t ordered the “cottage home” yet. The first model will be far enough along by the end of next week for us to have a look at it. The Platinum Cottage factory, where it is being built, is just a couple of miles outside of Athens. I now know different models are built at different factories. The Platinum cottages  are supposedly the best. I’m going to be in AZ from Wednesday through Friday, anyway. The lot deed should be filed tomorrow, so we can start on everything that has to be done in preparation for the house and the RV port Kip is having built.

Meet the Riverview… We’ve made a few adjustments, but I’ll tell you about them in the next post.

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Here are some samples of the colors we have picked out. After seeing so many different combinations on Sunday, we changed our minds on several colors and options.

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The trim, back-splash, and farmer’s sink

The style of cabinets, but not the color. A movable island like ours will be, but the top will be the same as the counter-top. Our appliances will all be brushed stainless steel. It doesn’t show fingerprints.

We will have beams, a breakfast bar, and a pantry similar to these, but the color will be like the cabinets, baseboards and trim. The color block shown is pretty close, although all of the pictures are showing pretty dark on my laptop.

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The wall that’s on the same side as the deck will look like this only quite a bit wider, and the ceiling will be vaulted with beams. This looks like the right trim color. The walls will be very light with a hint of buttercup.

The colors of the outside…the grey sample is the deck flooring, and the roof is copper metal. I can’t show you the style of the outside until we’re able to see the model next week.

I’m packing my hats, so I thought I would show you my latest find.

I think I’ll let Odrum have this one…

Murdo Girl…Racing against time

Mary Francis McNinch12 Comments

My brother, Billy is a stand-up guy. I admire him for so many reasons. I’ll try to think of a few.

He has countless friends because he knows how to be a friend. He stays in touch with people he has known since childhood, and has made many more good friends in the fifty years of his career.  He devotes much time and energy making and keeping friends because he really does care. That’s the way he is. (Have I mentioned that he is retiring? Yes, the R is replacing BTW, OMG, and even…WTH?)

Billy has a great sense of humor. It’s different from mine, but that doesn’t make it wrong. He probably wouldn’t think this cartoon is funny. I think it’s hilarious.

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Anyway, there are many more things about Billy to be admired. I have always envied his ability to remember details. He can remember numbers, names and stories. He never forgets a punchline. I can only remember short stories like this one:

Sam bought a horse. In its first race it went out 25-1. The only problem is that all the other horses left at around 12:30…Heeheehee

Hey, Billy! Is this your accountant?

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Billy went to California the summer before his senior year of high school. Our uncle, Chuck Francis, got him a job parking cars for the Dodgers. Little did he know that experience would morph into a fifty year career. (Did you know he’s retiring?)

Billy is highly regarded for his knowledge of every facet of the parking industry. I can’t come close to describing his background, but I know he has saved companies millions with his consulting, management and auditing skills. Those in need are sure to miss him after 1-31-18. (As of 2-1-18, Billy will no longer have a job.)

Do you notice anything funny about the picture below?

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Generic horse racing

A racehorse owner took his horse to the vet. “Will I be able to race this horse again?,” he asked.

The vet replies, “Of course you will…and you’ll probably win.”

Six days after Billy retires, he will be heading for Arizona to the Jones County reunion. I’m sure a good time will be had by all. I sure hope so, because I’m going to be there too. 

I’m very sure that after the reunion, Billy will be spending most of his free time, (of which there will be much), entertaining himself with his favorite past-time…fishing.

One day two guys, Rob and Ben, were out fishing when a funeral service passed over the bridge they were fishing from. Rob took his hat off and put it over his heart. He did this until the funeral service passed by.

Ben then said, “Gee Rob, I didn’t know you had it in you!”

Rob then replies, “It’s the least I could do. After all, I was married to her for forty years.”

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This post has all been in jest. I love my brother more than I can express. I know he would do anything for me, because he has. I know he’s a great friend because I have watched him be one. I know he’s smart, and funny, and handsome, because that’s what Mom told me.

Happy retirement, Brubby…you deserve it.

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You’re favorite little sister,

Clarabelle Barnsmell

Murdo Girl…Designs and colors

Mary Francis McNinch4 Comments

We spent the day doing the fun part of planning our tiny home. We couldn’t decide between two plans. The Trinica…which has the wall of windows in the living room area and the center kitchen, and the Meadow View…which has the rustic look and wrap-around porch with the ouside fireplace. The Meadow View also has the larger bedroom. We finally talked to the guy at the Athen’s Cottage Homes who does the custom designs. He had obviously dealt with people like us before.

We ended up with a hybrid. We’re still in the planning stages, so we didn’t get an estimate yet, but we’re told we can flip things and turn them around without added expense as long as we stay within 399 sq. ft. The upgrades are the things that will add to the total cost.

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The Outside will be along the lines of these photos, except the wall facing the outdoor deck with the fireplace will be a wall of windows. We switched the living room and kitchen around. The windows will look something like the photos below, only the front cannot curve out because that will add to the square footage. We won’t have the huge windows like you see behind the couch. The indoor fireplace will be there with a window on each side. The couch or chairs will be where the cabinets are on the left. Are you thoroughly confused?

We think we got a pretty good deal on the lot, so we have some wiggle room, but you know how it is? The devil is in the details. We will be building an RV port that will also have a garage for one car. There will be a charge to bring the water and electricity from the street to where it needs to be hooked up. (I know I’m not using correct terminology, but you get it.) We are going to build a privacy fence for the dogs, and we will have the expense of the concrete for the RV/garage and the foundation for the tiny home. This is beginning to sound like a big deal doesn’t it?

I’m trying to decide on the colors. I think I want the main color to be taupe with a lighter color on the walls. The ceiling will be stained wood. I like taupe a lot and it goes well with orange. You’re just looking at colors in the photos below..not the floor plan.

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This Photograph Dianna took might be a good color palette for our tiny home.

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The picture below will be the design of the kitchen, but since there won’t be a loft, the whole area will be high ceilings from front to back. The fireplace won’t be in the corner. The front door will be where the window is…unless we change our minds.

1-508_log_cabin_interiorI’m sure I have confused you enough for one night. We’re going to see the models in Rockwall tomorrow, so some things could change.

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Murdo Girl…What a day..What a 50 years

Mary Francis McNinch12 Comments

Things are happening to me that I don’t quite understand, but most of it is good. Today, our women’s group met at the The Victorian Tea Room to celebrate three birthdays. Helen had a birthday on December 5th, mine was on December 31st, and Barbara’s was yesterday. As usual it was a ton of fun. I am so grateful to be a part of this group of very special women.

Most of you know that I am going to attend the Jones County reunion being held in Mesa, Arizona in thirteen days. Most of the people attending are Murdoites who retired to Arizona. The added bonus is my brother, Billy, my 2nd Dad, Gus, and Valerie are going to be there too.

Typically, before I attend a reunion of any kind, I gain ten pounds and get a bad haircut, but this time is different. I never lost the last ten pounds I gained before the last reunion. It doesn’t matter, because I’m starting a lose ten pounds in ten days diet. I have three days before I even have to start it.

I did get my haircut yesterday, and its a little shorter than I like it, but short hair has it’s advantages, which I will tell you about in a minute.

It occurred to me that my new, shorter cut was similar to the cut I had when I was sixteen. A mere fifty years ago. Most people wouldn’t be idiotic enough to do this, but I’m going to do a side by side comparison. I haven’t even looked at them side by side yet, so here we go…

I hope this didn’t creep you out. I really did not intentionally try to copy my hairdo from fifty years ago. I remember that vest. I borrowed from my mother. It was three times too big for me, but it was orange. Even though you can’t see it, I have orange on today. When I came home from the party, I changed into an orange top. This was before I went hunting for my sweet sixteen pic. Aside from those comparisons, much has changed.

In the SS picture, I was growing out my “Connie like” hairdo. Not because I was finding my own style. It was because Connie, who was two years older, was growing her do out. The sixty-six year old me opted for the shorter cut, after several years of medium length hair, because it’s easier to color the grey every four weeks. It also costs a lot of money to get it cut more often. We don’t have a Harold the barber here. He somehow knew exactly what to do. Maybe he got the word that as long as my hair was similar to Connie’s, I would be happy.

Some might worry about themselves if they referred to their past lives as much as I do, but I don’t get too concerned. I’m Loretta’s daughter and nothing can change that. My brother is also her son and he will tell you he has all of her “better” qualities. I wouldn’t trade either of them… and Gus is certainly a keeper.

01-Loretta Gustafson's Life in Photos 042Enough of the past, for now. Here’s an update on the tiny house progress. (Little did Mary Francis, the younger, know that someday she would be living in a tiny house in Texas. I don’t think she would have understood.)

Kip made an offer on a lot today and the owner accepted it!!! He is supposed to call later to give us the information so we can get it under contract. I’ll tell you more when we seal the deal. I can’t tell you how relieved I am. I’m afraid I haven’t been as nice as I should have been about pursuing this idea I agreed to. A friend at the luncheon today told me she knew it would all work out because too many things had already fallen into place. That was what I needed to hear.

I’m sure we will have a lot of fun and nurse a few headaches putting all this together, but I’m getting excited about this new adventure.wp-1516797436723.jpgDoes anyone know anything about the cabbage soup diet? It sounds yummy.

Murdo Girl…Doggon cat

Mary Francis McNinch12 Comments

My name is Pearl the dog and I live with Pearl the human. If she finds out what I did, Pearl the human will be fummin.

We live in an apartment above a grocery store. It has a lot of rooms for a canine to explore. 
There’s a room way down the hall that has a cat inside. I know cause it’s called the cat room, where cats must like to hide.

Today, the door was open and I went to have a look. I sniffed in every corner and nosed in every nook.

I tried real hard to find a cat. I really was dog bent. I smelled high and low and everywhere, but didn’t find a scent.  

I heard someone approaching so I hid behind the door. I felt like such a bad dog… like I’d never felt before.

Guess what happened next? I should have never wagged my tail. I bumped the door and it slammed shut. Now the cat room was my jail.

Would someone come and find me? If I barked would someone hear. The more I thought about it, the more I shook with fear.

I heard a human walking by. I couldn’t find my bark. I really wanted out of there. I get scared when it gets dark.

I saw the doornob turning. The door came open just a crack. Would I be in the dog house cause I had planned a cat attack?

I closed my eyes and waited. I soon would know my fate. Would I see kindness in their eyes or be penned up in a crate?

I heard a phone a ringin. Someone yelled, “Pearl it’s for you.” She turned and left to answer it. Now what was I to do?

The door, still slightly open, gave me a great idea. As I nosed it open wider, I heard a cat’s voice say…”I’ll see ya.”

 When I got to Pearl the human’s rooms, I turned to look for just a minute. Pearl was headed for the cat room. I was glad I wasn’t in it.

Alf and Annie aka Pearl the dog and Soo’-tah

Murdo Girl…All things tiny

Mary Francis McNinch6 Comments

“Why would you want a tiny home? You’re not tiny and you have three dogs and a cat…and you have Kip, who has to have a 60″ television screen. How ever will that work out?” I only have one thing to say. “You are “The Limit.” (That’s Mom speak for you are 100 percent nuts.)

No, that’s not my mother talking to me. It’s me talking to me. I got up there in my head again and tried to make some sense of things.

Oh look…a tiny crown

“Make sense? You sold your small house. I thought you loved that house. Well MG, you agreed to this. The decision has been made and there is no looking back. Onward you go. Don’t even try to make sense, because it’s too late, baby, it’s too late. There’s no time to hesitate.”

Will I ever have a full length mirror again?

(Please make her stop.)

“Now…go out there and make it happen! The right lot is out there and you will find it. It might take a while, but there’s nothing to worry about. You have the RV, silly. You will not be homeless.

 Oh, jeez…are you crying over brick and mortar or are you catching a cold. It’s probably just allergies.”

(I just had to get that out.)

At times a new perspective is needed in order to take a fresh look at situations and see missed opportunities or solutions. What do I need to see this through and not stress over every obstacle that arises? 

I need to find peace and courage. I was put on this earth to be me. I’m adventuresome, right? I will step forward in faith that Kip and I will find the right lot, the right tiny house, and all the while, stay in our right minds.

We have established that in order to find a lot to put our tiny house on, we will have to look in an area that is not inside the city limits. The evil cities are responsible for the rules that banish tiny homes to the outskirts. To the county we must go. We will buy our tiny piece of earth someplace that is not too far out. Maybe it will have some lovely trees and be in a secluded, but not too isolated area. It’s out there just waiting for us to find it.

It will be a snap for us to move. We were smart to clear out all of the closets and get rid of all the things we no longer use. I have no doubt that we can be very comfortable living in a tiny home….if… we don’t continue to collect “stuff.” All of our belongings will have to take up as little space as possible. I can’t tell you how much I am enjoying our house since we cleared everything out. I’m going to be a very happy minimalist who will have lots of time to kick back and enjoy life.

Mom always said, “Don’t spend your life chasing that last bit of dirt around the corner. Your house will be there long after you’re dead and gone and your hard work will be for naught.”

Mom made a lot of sense. I should let her get up in my head more often…especially now.

Is that a 60″ screen?