I haven't been down to the cabin in a week or so and Bubba told me the added on from a carport den had been torn down so I went for a look see. What I found was a stunning view of the original back porch on the house where I grew up. The little concrete step that remains is the same one that me and my cousins KA and Donna sat on one sunny day with puppies. Yes, I have a picture. It's amazing watching that old house come to life again. Next will be the jacking up process as i call it. I'm sure there's a technical term for it! I'm keeping all the old windows for future projects.
It's still cold but I won't bitch because at least I'm not out trying to find kerosene. I noticed that the chicken store still has an out of order pump. That's as far as I went then headed back to the warmth of Casa Poops.
I have an appointment with the NP Wednesday to discuss things like how to move forward..or not. In a perfect world I could get daily MFR treatments but that ain't happening though I do self treat. Going on faith here waiting for the universe to tell me the next step.
Toss me those beads dude ~
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