Sunday, July 20, 2014
I kind of want to raise at least one piglet to eating size before I die.
But, then I remember that there is a plague of wild hogs in the South, and all I have to do for truly free-range pork is call up a friend whose husband's family traps and hunts them on their cattle farm.
And the likelihood of the little bugger escaping its pen and running off into the woods to contribute to the wild hog plague is pretty high, and what kind of responsible person would I be for letting that happen?
So, no pigs for me in the near future. Not while there's so much meat on the hoof running around. (I suppose I could reach the same conclusion with deer vs cattle, but that's a musing for another day.)
Wednesday, July 16, 2014
So I keep feeling like there's an extra week between now and closing. Don't know why. Because we close next week. I keep having mini heart attacks as that realization dawns on me every hour or so.
I cannot wait to get some raised beds put in and get some things growing. Should be good timing for a fall garden. I hope anyway. Need to take a few days to study the sunlight and all that.
And I'll use raised beds here because of the clay content of the soil and the high water table. When it rains, it just kinda sits for a bit before soaking in. Don't need to grow rice, so raised beds will help the excess water drain away from the roots. And they will be gravel lined to help keep subterranean critters from feasting as easily. Plus, better drainage. So I'll work on them one at a time.
I'm so excited.
Saturday, July 12, 2014
But, really. We're right on track to close near the end of the month. Which is perfect because I really want to claw my face off on a daily basis living in the apartments now.
We just really aren't apartment people. At. All.
Monday, July 7, 2014
Jenna at Cold Antler brought up an interesting point: if everything went to pot right this second, how would you fare? No electricity, no running vehicles, no water... be honest. Would you be okay in the short term? How bout long term?
Would you be able to walk from your disabled vehicle to your house, or any house, for help?
It's a little dark to think about things like this, and sure, the likelihood of everything dying all at the same time is pretty slim. But it dwells within the realm of possibility.
My main concern in a situation like that is not how well we'd be able to feed ourselves or get water, but how well we'd be able to fend off attackers. I figure after a month or so, when all the stores and gas stations have been picked clean, people will start getting more desperate and venturing further from town. My husband has the guns and he's welcome to them. I have my compound bow, but only have 6 arrows with field points on them. And we're both reasonably skilled with blades. I know he is. I just like to think I'd be able to handle one.
And there's the dog. If he is good for nothing else, he's a fantastic alarm.
So, how do you think you'd do?
Wednesday, June 25, 2014
I also should stop drinking coffee, or at least make it with a little less kick. My tense jaw and tension headache are not helping the stress.
And I'm trying to start a charitable organization on top of all this nonsense.
I have a death wish, I swear.
Saturday, June 21, 2014
But, now that that's over with I get to worry myself about the appraisal. I'm very worried that the roof AND siding will be required repairs when the seller has only agreed to do the siding if it's required. Because I'm a master at figuring out scenarios in which things go horrifically wrong. And my Xanax has run out.
But, lots to keep myself busy with. Painting, floors, removal of wallpaper, removal of popcorn ceilings. All on the "get done eventually" list.
That roof, though. That'll probably be the first thing we have fixed. And of course we'll put on a metal one and have new insulation added to the attic spaces.
Friday, June 20, 2014
So much stuff to keep track of!