YA KNOW ABOUT THAT ELEPHANT?

It seems we are getting to the tough meat and this old pachyderm is one tough fellow to chew.  The beginning of the "meal" was tough and chewy.  The middle was so tender and the chewing went faster.  Now we are getting back into the tough regions, but we know this is the beginning of the end of our Elephant Diet.


I am sorry that I have not blogged sooner.  Since John left Kindred Long Term Acute Care Hospital, we have had days and days of follow up appointments with physicians and more physicians.  


Then there is the physical therapy three days a week the first week and now two days a week.  It seems we cannot make three days a week work with all the other appointments.


John is not cleared to drive, so I'm is personal taxi.  I wish I could find a taxi drivers or a chauffeur's hat.  I guess he will just have to do with me the way I am.  


As it stands, the Internal Medicine physician wants John back June 1. Dr. Shea, the cardiologist, the first of July.  The pulmonologist,  Dr. Lykens will see him in September, hopefully to release us to the road.  


After our visit to the pulmonologist , we took the people mover from Indiana University Hospital to Methodist Hospital to visit the Intensive Care Unit, John's home for five weeks. 


John wanted to thank the nursing staff for their care.  He made their day!  It was the least we could do.  


Friday, we were off to Camping World's Sale.  We came home with a Coleman Gas Grill.  John assembled it and hopefully, we will use it tomorrow evening.  The grill will sit on either a table or it's stand.

On the home front, we have had between ten and fifteen couples look at the house.  We have an offer as of tonight.  Dan Nichols of Century 21, Scheetz Realty said it is an insult, but we should respond with our counter offer. 


We have dropped the price of the house once.  We will counter tonight's offer at two thousand under our new asking price.  We do not have to move, we can be patient since there is no way we can leave here before the end of September.  


Time is on our side.  The housing market has opened wide in the last two or three weeks.  There is no problem with living in our motorhome in our drive.  As we live here in Walter the Winnebago, we are refining our full time possessions list. We add something and take away another keeping weight in mind.  This is a good thing!


Judy, of Travels With Emma identified the fungus as Dead Man's Finger.  She is so right........it stinks, really S.T.I.N.K.S! Robin, a friend, fellow fiber artist and a Indiana resident, said that they are called Stink Horns here in Indiana.  


Robin's blog is really cool!  She has a PHD in linguistics.  She and her husband Eric have made the choice to live off the land.  They home school two of the sweetest young ladies I have ever met. The families gardening skills astound me.  Robin is a spinner of yarn, she dyes, she weaves!  Robin is Wonder Woman in my eyes.  


This years they have become bee keepers!  Her blog is a fun, educational read.  Some of these days, they just might become RVers and travel.  


My goodness, I tonight's blog has wandered all over the place.  That is what happens when I have not blogged in almost two weeks.


I have much to share with you, but will save it for the next post.  


Please be safe out there and remember those Blogger friends who are finding themselves in trying physical, medical and emotional situations.  Your prayers have helped John and I.  Please remember those in need.


Love you all!  God bless! 

WHAT HAPPENS TO TIME?

I was amazed when I saw when I last posted.  What happened?  Did I space-out a total week?  Where did the time go?    
I thought I had posted just a couple of days ago.  


No, my last post was a week ago!  


I think we have been very busy, busy, busy.  And it shows around here.  


Last week, we ticked off job after task after task.  Just a small amount of work is left for completion this week.  Little things, like polishing the counter tops, hanging a few paintings, moving a couple pieces of furniture, washing windows, and staging the house for "show and sell."  



If all goes the way we have planned, one week from tomorrow, the house will be listed with Century 21, Scheetz in Greenwood, Indiana.  Dan Nichols will be our agent.  


This past week was a good week.  We sold the truck.  I sold my weaving loom.  We sold quilting fabric!  John sold wood turning tools.  Whew, that sure helps to remove things from our to-do list.  


A lot of quilting fabric remains.  And this makes my studio a bit messy.   I am trying to decide if I just want to donate the fabric to a quilting guild in the area or continue to sell it.  Hummmm, a conundrum it is.  


It is time to move some things into the motorhome.  My Schact Matchless spinning wheel,  the CSM or Circular Sock Machine are waiting to go to their new motorhome home.  


John's Tie Flying materials and equipment will not take up ten percent of what my two occupy. How much space can fishing hooks, feathers, wire, thread, foam and dubbing materials and fur take up?   But to make up for the discrepancy, we are going to buy US a new weaving loom.  It will be a loom that will fit into the motorhome and not occupy a vast amount of space. 


With the weather turning warmer each day, and the daffodils blooming and the grass and weeds beginning to grow, we will be obligated to remain home and care for the farm until we have a sale.  


I think I have John convinced to apply landscape fabric to all flower beds then cover with mulch.  There is no way we can weed all the flowerbeds that he has created in the last few years.  


If we can limit ourselves to a minimal amount of weeding and take care of the mowing of pastures etc., we should be able to get away from here for a few days at a time.  That must suffice for the time being.  


In two weeks, I do have a Crank In (where people with circular sock machines come to crank together, learn new techniques, and just have fun. We will take the motorhome, I will be cranky and John will be in knots (tying flies).  We are so looking forward to getting away from here for the first time since the first of November.  



I believe this brings you up to date.  The Mocking Bird is singing his heart out, the Doves have returned and are cooing, the Wrens are flitting around the birdhouses.  Now we are waiting to hear the frogs croaking in the pond.


Until then,  God bless you all....