Sunday, October 28, 2012

A Month in the Dirt...

okay, so not the whole month but it sure feels like it!

Spent the past few weeks working on the land, trying to figure out what to do with all the useless "they're so pretty" flowers that are around.  It's like the previous owner just saw a pretty flower/tree/whatever and planted it with no regard to future maintenance.  Took me two days to cut out all the blasted wisteria that had gone wild with no one to check it.  Don't worry, the pretties are still there...somewhat.  But right now I'm sitting on 395 daffodil bulbs, 273 iris rhizomes (they HAD to be moved) and the mighty deity only knows how many daylilies.  I mean really now.  Sigh.

As it is, we're all readjusting to civilian life...Tanker's last day was the 19th, so still holding out hopes that all that lovely pay will hit before the election so we can finish up at least filling out the pantry.  Kids are getting used to being able to actually go outside and a real yard...with real trees they can climb and imaginations are welcome.

Me?  Other than playing in the dirt, I've been busy with getting things ready to pay off a MASSIVE amount of our debt along with planning the garden (raised beds due to the fact that the dirt is really only about 6 inches deep then BAM...rock) and making a list of the bazillion and one things that we need to fix/have/get to get this place as self-sufficient as quickly as possible while keeping in mind Tanker's limitations and my own.  Oh and throw looking for work closer to home.  Can't justify a 45 minute drive anymore.

And now I'm running off again...this time for some sleep as next week is shaping up to be a doozy (along with the week after).  Night all!
The true danger is when liberty is nibbled away, for expedience, and by parts. --Edmund Burke