I apologize for not posting consistantly. Or when I do post having absolutely nothing interesting to say. After all my life isn't always as pretty or interesting as my flowers.
I'm in a bit of a funk due to the buyer ditching us on Sunday. The reason came back earlier this week and I know – KNOW – it will be an issue with every buyer that comes along – MAIN STREET. Yes, we're the crazy folks that live off of a main street in a rural area that isn't so rural any more. The dirt roads that were originally meant for local-traffic-only have now become major thoroughfares. Ours is no exception. It makes for a pretty busy corner and I know that most people just are not comfortable having to deal with traffic, noise and/or safety of their children and/or pets. But we live here and it doesn't cause us too many problems.
I wonder if fencing in our yard would help ease some of those issues? Can we afford it or can we afford not to do it? So many things to think about and frankly I'm exhausted thinking about them. I believe I've come to the point of resignation. We're stuck in this living situation, in this house longer than we ever anticipated. It's a fact and we need to move on. So yeah, funk is a nice word that should really say, "We're fucked." Have a nice day.