Slowly, but surely, we are making some progress toward moving to the country, and on the projects that will make that possible. Here are some things we’re celebrating:
1. We can actually see progress in the perimeter fence building. A few fenceposts are actually set in the ground with concrete. Due to a miscommunication about the whereabouts of the gates, the crew took off on a long holiday weekend and won’t be back at work until Tuesday. I’m trying to stay patient.
2. The tree that was full of dead wood, and also endangering the electric line, has been trimmed up. In fact, it was trimmed so dramatically that it took a couple of guys 2 trailer loads + 1 dumpster load to haul all the branches off. Nevertheless, it not only looks a lot better now, I don’t have to worry about it ripping down the overhead electrical line (which would land on the propane tank, no doubt causing an explosion of impressive magnitude). Still, one thing leads to another around us. The electric line 
is now down so low that it is too close to the building that will become my studio and the new home for the rabbits. So a call to an electrician was in order. He will be out next Friday to assess the situation, and to replace the electrical box which has been, uh, “modified” over the years with a lot of wire and electrical tape.
3. We moved our first load of “stuff” to the house in the country. We had already moved some things to storage and sold some of our furniture. Now we’re trying to move stuff that we can do without at the moment in Dallas, but which we will want to have in the house in Farmersville. This first load included a couple of 7-foot bookcases and the books that were on them, the wire rack from our kitchen and all of Ken’s mega-kitchen-appliances (juicer, stand mixer, dehydrator, etc.) and some toys, toy boxes, and a nightstand from the granddaughters’ room. An odd mix, but that’s what it took to fill up the trailer such that nothing would slide back and forth and it would be easy to haul. Getting the 7-foot bookcases down the stairs was something of an adventure. It became necessary to take the handrails off the stairs and finally, in shear frustration and feeling totally inadequate, I walked down the street to a garage sale and offered $20 to a couple of guys to get their help. I didn’t have to offer but once.
4. We bought and delivered building supplies to the house. Finally, as our last act of what was an exhausting day, we dragged the now empty trailer to Home Depot where we purchased a laundry list of 2×4s, 1×4s, wafer board, electrical boxes, romex wire, drip edge, guns that shoot large nails into concrete, and more, loaded it in the trailer, and dragged it back to CR 699. Once there, Ken backed the trailer up to the garage-soon-to-be-studio conversion, and dropped it. With a little luck and a lot of hard work, my brother will soon magically turn that building into a place where the bunnies and I can live in peace and harmony, and I can play with fiber.
For now, I take a step sideways, and work on my UNT studies. Next week in the country, the beat goes on …..
