A New Place

We Made It!! In one piece! I am all unpacked in the house. Ron is getting the garage fixed up like he wants it. I started decluttering last January. I am so glad I did. I had five dumpsters hauled off and three trash cans that were filled every week right up until we moved. The last few days before the movers came, we had a man haul off two truck loads of furniture. I am so glad I did that but we still have so much stuff. As I unpacked, I can't remember what I got rid of or what it was. I didn't have a single thing break either so that was good.

This is the great room. I will work on getting better pictures. Its very warm and welcoming I think. I didn't think my couch would fit but after we fooled and moved and all of that we finally got it to look very nice.

I love this piece of furniture. Its so huge. It can store all of my china. I put my antique dished in here. My tea pots too. I haven't got to the fun stuff yet. Like decorating and making it look homey. I can't wait to hang pictures.

I am so glad I have a mantel. I think I have rearranged it every day since I have been here. I can't wait until fall. I am going to have so much fun decorating for fall and for Christmas.

That room to the back is the dining room. I am still trying to figure out the dining room. I love the doorways and the curves.

This is looking the other way you can see the front door, which is a double front door. Then you can just see Ron's office. He said last night its the nicest office he has ever had. Since he works from home now until this junk is over, I am so glad he is here. Once I get my room situated I will show you my lovely sewing/library room. Its just perfect for me but I haven't had the brain power to even think about sewing or hooking yet. Its nice to have all the things I love out of boxes and in places I can get to them.

You will have to look at pictures from my old pictures. There are no flowers here. Just bushes.
Moving was as I think moving-is always is, stressful. The people who bought our house, had sold their house and the people who bought their house closed escrow on Tuesday. Our escrows didn't close until that Thursday. The people who bought our house had to be out of their house on Thursday night. The owners started moving in as the people who bought our house were trying to move out.

We had asked and had it signed and approved. We had three days after escrow to move out. Thursday night, they were calling and asking could they just move their stuff to our house? So they did. They put it out in the pasture because we had moving trucks coming on Friday morning. I was so thankful for Emilie, Peter and Elliot who came and helped us. We made a few loads before the movers got there but then when they got there it was crazy. Like moving always is.

The movers got to this house about 1:00. Ron and the kids went back to the house to get the stuff that we didn't have the movers move. Peter was vacuuming and Emilie was cleaning up where the fridge and washer and dryer had been. I was here telling the movers where to put everything, when the people who bought our house, called and wanted to move in ASAP. Of course we said. Ron reminded them that we had the house until Sunday at 6:00. They said okay, because he still had all of his trees to bring over here. On Saturday, Ron went back with Peter to get his trees. 50 of them. He has gone back a couple of times to help the people find and fix stuff. He is so nice. I am not so much. I think they just need to get over it and figure stuff out. But of course that is me. I feel like I have put up with so much garbage from people, that I am just done.

The evil side of me wonders what they are going to do when they see one of these things jetting across the floor at night or on the patio. We didn't tell them about the skunks or the raccoons or possums, or foxes. Or even the occasional scorpion that comes in sometimes. They will get to live with tumbleweeds by the thousands. I am very glad to be here.

The way I look at it when the walls start  closing in here, I can just get in the car and go over here to see the sky. Though, this house is nice, I can see the sky just fine. Its weird though, I have yet to see any neighbors. Its like living in the middle of nowhere there are houses, just no people. I was so afraid it was going to be like Ma and Pa Kettle go to town, but I don't think anyone has noticed us. 

I haven't got to the point where I can laugh at myself and everything else. Once I do that then I will be back to normal. I am looking forward to living here. To feel like I am at home. I am thankful I should say that. On July 2nd, Ben and Megan were in a terrible wreck. The truck rolled twice. They all walked away. Here I was in California and I couldn't do a single thing. Selling a house. When Kessie went into labor and had the baby, I was selling a stupid house. Then again, I couldn't do a thing. That day we had a inspector there. I called him Charles Manson. Weird guy. So I had Charles Manson junior traipsing though my house, wearing a mask, gloves and booties. It was freaky. The people buying the house were there and  there are times in my life that I describe it as putting my arm in a fire and watching it burn. Selling and buying a house has been like that. Especially, during the age of lock-down. I might be feeling a bit shell shocked. To add to it, we had to put our kitty down on Tuesday. All it shows me is that I can push beyond way beyond anything I thought I could. 

I leave you with this, because I have just lived it. Over and over. "God sometimes asks of us things that look impossible, but they never turn out to be---because God's command is always His enabling."

He told me over and over that nothing was impossible and that He would do it. He did. I just didn't know how hot the fires would be. So today, I am here, a little singed, but better for it. 

Thanks for following along on this journey. One, I never dreamed in a million years, I would take. So as I close the door on one place, I open the door in a completely different and new place, excited for this next chapter God has led us to and into a new place of dreams. I am still Farmgirl though. I am already planning my next gardens. 

~Kim~

Hold fast to dreams

For if dreams die

Life is a broken-winged bird

That cannot fly.

Hold fast to dreams

For when dreams go

Life is a barren field

Frozen with snow.

(Langston Hughes)