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Hey all. Sorry for the sudden disappearance. I hope I will be able to catch up on all the hugs, messages, etc. I found waiting for me, but I am currently hitching a ride on a random WI-FI stream. Don't know how long it will last or when I will catch another one. I figured I'd do a general post here in case I lose it too soon.
I am off on another farm project in Bumfuck, Texas. I just can't seem to get out of the Boom State. . . Sigh. I goes where I am called. I am far enough out in the boonies that internet access is scarce. So far. Fort Worth is quickly approaching and who knows what will develop as the project grows.
This week's portion of the project is dedicated to getting an old farmhouse, built in 1929, up to camp headquarters standards. Water? Check. Electricity? Check. Critter free sleep space? Works in progress. . . Actually, it ain't too bad. Allot smaller, but in allot better shape than most of the coast-to-coast network of farm houses that housed the kiddie whorehouses I grew up in.
There is also an old dairy barn and an stock barn we are eye-balling for . . . Too many possibilities to list, but the honey extractor sure would look dandy in the corner of the dairy barn and my feather babies would be in heavan in that stock barn. Add in 140 acres of wild plants and. . . Who needs internet, even if I do miss the daylights out of everybody here.
Just an update and an apology for just up and disappearing on you. Will check back in when I can.
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I did the dumbest thing today. I charged my earbuds, unplugged the block and put the block in my little bag instead of the earbuds. I wasn't happy about that when I got to the gym. What a dummy!
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Ever since I stopped doing therapy because of insurance, I've been feeling that old tense and irritable sense of anxiety and stress. I hate that. I was making so many strides and changes during therapy, my therapist would acknowledge all of my progress and accomplishments, and I miss that reassurance. Today I thought about it, and I made those changes! She would always tell me that I chose to...
Big hug for you...it sounds wonderful
I've never had much to,do,with farming....I'm in a city but I love critters....big hug...xo
Yay I will send my empty cartons.
Much support,
J.
Hugs
Manda xx