CHOMP, CHOMP, CHOMP

John has been eating away at that elephant until yesterday when the heat and humidity hit.  It took all our energy and I noticed his breathing was more difficult.  

The temperature "only" went to eighty-eight today, but the humidity took its toll on both of us, especially John.  I decided that we had to move back into the house.  


After making numerous trips with out "stuff" and leaving more of the same in the motorhome, I announced that I am not going to keep moving us back and forth as the temperature and humidity rises and falls.  I think John is really disappointed, but I just can not keep moving all our stuff.  There is no need to be air conditioning two places just for the fun of living in the motorhome.  There will be plenty of motorhome living when the house sells and we begin our life of full timing.  

The "buyers/lookers"  countered our counter with another low ball offer.  They came up fifteen thousand, but were still twenty-five thousand short of our counter.  We countered again and they threw in the towel.  They did not have the money and wanted to try to get something they could not afford.  I hope they find something that will make them happy.  


In the meantime, I will be able to enjoy my new kitchen and all the hard work we did over the five months we worked on the house.  I do not call it our home.  Our home is out in the drive waiting for the call of the road!
We even had someone come and give it a bath and a shine.  


As you can tell, there is not much to report here.  Just want to keep our friends and family advised of our progress or the lack thereof.  


God bless you all, enjoy the holiday weekend and be safe out there.  

DO OVERS AND REDO OVERS!

One would think that we just love working on the house more than getting it on the market!  Really, I guarantee you, that it not the case, but it sure looked like it yesterday and Thursday.  


I have not been happy with the baseboard  in the front and dining rooms.  We had continued the color from the family room throughout, but it just jumped out at me and screamed "I'M HEERE!"  That  is not the function of baseboard.  It is supposed to be quiet and just lie there not drawing attention to itself.  


I have spent twos days taping the walls and hardwood floor, repainting the baseboard the color green color of the columns and then repainting them due to the white showing through the first coat.  

note: white baseboard next between door and hall!  Yuck!

I asked John if we were having fun yet and he said that it is mandatory because it is in the "handbook".  I forgot to read that nasty handbook.
Because of the arthritis, when I get on the floor, I plan to remain there until the project is finished.  To move about, I either push myself with my arms or I do a little walk on my tush.  Both types of motion have created 1.  a blister on my elbow,  2.  very sore glutes, and 3. a screeching back.  

Olivia is waiting for her brushing...see the baseboard?

Here you see how the baseboard does not scream at you!  It just blends in, as it should.  


And look at the dining room fixture!  They say that brass fixtures are no longer "in style.  We found a product at Menard's that was made by Rust-oleum.  It is a universal spray, metallic paint and primer in one.  We used the Oil Rubbed Bronze color.  Now the entry, the hall and dining room fixtures are "up to date / in style for the cost of one can.  

I am not the only one that is re-doing.  Poor John.  A few years ago he converted our garage into my art studio and is not reconverting in back into a garage!  That is one huge task.  He is removing walls that he built and putting a wall where he once had his workbench to box in the furnace/utility room that he built.  

Can you say "stuff?"

Here you see the walls that were removed and will be re-purposed. Then you see all the quilting materials and books that are going to be donated to guilds that do charity quilting.  
  
What a job! Tomorrow, I am to pack all quilting "stuff" to be picked up by guild members. Each of the plastic boxes contain the fabric for one quilt!  Each box is labeled and many times has the design that John's mom had planned to create.  If she had lived to be a hundred and ten, she would have never used all that is in the photo.


Well, I'm off to work!  Eagerly looking forward to tomorrow and a day of rest and worship. 


God bless you all! 













  

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....