Of Basements, Bats and Sheep Milk Soap
Okay, so I'm feeling a little better about things.
The economy is biting down HARD and lots of people have things worse than I do. I don't get to be a princess about this. It is time for the Big Girl panties.
I'm gonna clean out my moher's basement and move in there; it's where I lived after that house fire a couple of years ago anyway. Hopefully, this thing will be paid off by October, I can spend the rest of the year building up cashola and move out in January. This is the plan.
The basement is not bad, even if it isn't finished. There's the occasional wayward bat to deal with, but that's okay..
Also . . . . it will be kind of nice to be back on the farm. I will get to see the lambs growing up and the new chicks getting all gawky and greasy-feather awkward. And there's sheep milk soap for the having.
The economy is biting down HARD and lots of people have things worse than I do. I don't get to be a princess about this. It is time for the Big Girl panties.
I'm gonna clean out my moher's basement and move in there; it's where I lived after that house fire a couple of years ago anyway. Hopefully, this thing will be paid off by October, I can spend the rest of the year building up cashola and move out in January. This is the plan.
The basement is not bad, even if it isn't finished. There's the occasional wayward bat to deal with, but that's okay..
Also . . . . it will be kind of nice to be back on the farm. I will get to see the lambs growing up and the new chicks getting all gawky and greasy-feather awkward. And there's sheep milk soap for the having.