No Blogger Left Behind

If there is a No Blogger Left Behind Act I am behind it 100%.  I have been gone a little over a week and feel like I am so out of the loop I questioned coming back.  Hopefully you are all still healthy and happy and your animals are the same.

We are for certain healthy and happy here and working at staying that way. Our schedules are busy and hectic but so far we are managing.  The girls both work now and it is quite a feat trying to remember who works where and when and get them to and from, even if they aren’t told exactly when they will get off.  Tonight I need to sit down and have a talk with Cocoa and Sage and explain to them that, preferably, they need to have their babies on a Monday or a Tuesday between the hours of 5 p.m. and 8 p.m.  Lord help us all.

If home life wasn’t chaotic enough, we are in the process of moving our work office – by ourselves.  The only hitch is, we have moved nearly everything and have to be out of our current space, but the new building contract has not yet been finalized.  This means work from home for a few days – which would work great for me, but those are the days I have to be on inspections in my area with the EPA.  It will be stressful to say the least.  We also have a new hire who started last week and since he will also be doing Ag inspections, guess who is responsible for all of his training.

On the farmfront, the roof is done (that's all I am going to say about that little experience),

How does someone get to be this brave?

and I am now highly motivated to begin my next project of scraping, priming and painting the house.  My little tiller, that I was so proud of, crapped out.  I returned it and got another one  (I am not the brightest bulb in the pack) and I got 4/5ths of the garden done before it quit too.  I had lost the second receipt, so didn’t get all my money back, but figured I would put the store credit towards the paint and worry about next year’s tilling, next year.

On the townfront, I dropped price on the house to less than what I owe and if I can get an offer, hope to try for a short sale.  Hope is not the word here, in fact I can’t think of anything I hate having to do more than that.  I am bracing myself for being made to feel like the lowest scum of the earth by a certain bank with the initials of WF.  Three years of cleaning and showing and cleaning and showing and dropping the price three times and cleaning and showing and still nothing.  I think I have done all I can do, and it is the time to do what I have to do.   Then there is the fact that if the house does sell, we actually have to move, which is a thought that I push right on out of my mind the minute it pops up.  There is a limit on how much I allow myself to worry about at one time.  Anyway, even the dogs are learning to wipe their feet before they come in the house as we are doing everything we can to keep the house clean between showings.

So there you have it friends.  I didn’t even mention keeping the business afloat and thinking of ways to expand locally – such as joining up with Grow Nebraska.  I guess I mentioned it now didn’t I?

On the lighter side, Moab got a new ball

and no one is allowed to play with it but him

 So there.

Can’t wait to get out there with my camera again and show you around.

Rylee has used my camera more than I have lately. 

She snuck a photo of me coming back from the barn, being joined by our cat Alex. 

Now I am off to visit your blogs and see what I have missed  : )

It's good to be back.

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