Tomorrow is a big day for us at Undisclosed.
We take another solid step away from our roots and get ourselves established with a new physician for our “golden” years.
It’s hard, as anyone who has moved to a new area can attest to, to start all over again. We both shared the same physician at our old spot.We are going to do it again, but we have two separate appointments to meet up with him.We have our histories written for him, so that’s done.We just have to get in there tomorrow and hopefully,he will prove to be a good fit for us.
I have something on the burner for tomorrow afternoon:depending on what happens, it might be another blog post….stay tuned!
The above sold sign shows only the top, as I didn’t want to give the realtor any publicity or advertisement.
I always say that they are not making vacant ground any more.I was sad to see a little piece of ground here went to settlement today and now is officially sold.It is an odd size lot, and I met the owners today.They intend to build a raised rancher and a two car garage on currently**well, at least in summer** green lot.They told me they are going to try to save most of the trees there, and I would only hope they can. There are some beautiful oaks and mature holly trees on the land.
When we first moved part-time down here,we settled where we did due to the fact that it was a little bit like being in the mountains and you walk a few blocks to the bay.Now, another little corner of green is on its’ way out.The area by us, the next town down, has hardly any trees and it looks lie suburbia.The area has no character in it at all.
Here’s hoping that our little corner of the world stays that way-green!
We got down here to Undisclosed and are working toward unpacking.
Glassware and things from our marital kitchen are being sanitized in the dish washer, after resting for a year and one half in the cellar of Mom’s house. I have wash to do that can wait until tomorrow, but for tonight, we are out.
The local Moose lodge has our favorite two piece band called, Twelve Strings, and they play fabulous music from the 50’s through today.We’ll grab some dinner and a drink or two and kick back.
Tomorrow is another day.
Another Thursday night.
Well, not another. It’s November. My oldest nephew turns 27 on Tuesday.I remember when Matt and I were best of buddies, and I could carry him on my shoulders, and we played “zoomie cars”.**sigh**
I can’t believe it.
I also can’t believe I have reached a kind of short timer status on the job. It’s surreal as I sit here and think about that.
Fortunately, Zush has a vet appointment with our new vet on Saturday morning as we march forward with maintaining good health for all of us as we approach our new life. It’s kind of weird to even type that, but in a good way.
Off to Undisclosed in the mid-day, hanging out with ourselves,and our new neighbors, and getting ourselves immersed in a different way of life.I am praying it’ll be a smooth transition for all of us.
I took off today to do the marketing study. I was back walking the dogs by noon.
Jim came back in from work shortly thereafter.
He asked, “Want to come down the shore?” We had a chance to fill up the car and start bringing things down to Undisclosed. I agreed it was a good idea and it was us definitely flying by the seat of our .
We had china that was my mother’s that we boxed up and brought down and some baskets, Christmas presents, Christmas decorations, and other things that left the big city for life in Undisclosed.
It looks as if we are going to be trying to stay over and come up in the morning. This, indeed, was a pleasant surprise.
It was a good day here in Undisclosed.
We spent a good deal of the time working on things around the house. I got a chance to catch up on some laundry and actually clean the house.Imagine that.Cleaning MY house.It’s been fifteen months since I’ve been able to say that-clean MY house.
The girls got out a lot for fresh air and sunshine and we all got out for a good family walk. We are in tonight vegging out for rest. We are actually getting a chance to charge ourselves up for the week.
Enjoy what’s left of your weekend!
Remember yesterday’s post about humidity?
The cold front came through and I am one happy girl. I get to sleep tonight, relax tonight, or even just hang out tonight without sweat dripping down my face. What a pleasure!
I am sorry some of my buddies are truly sad that summer is going. I agree to a point: I have a pair of sketchers sandals I adore and will be sorry to see them in the closet.They’re going to go to the closet at Undisclosed, and wait the grand rebirth in my retirement!
Whoo-hoo! Something to look forward to!
As I am down here in Undisclosed with windows open and fans on, summer decided to kick my butt.The humidity here has got to be 80%.
It really is nice, autumn. Complete with pumpkins and mums. Nowhere in the fine print is there anything about sweat.I have the fall wardrobe out, putting the sandals away a little at a time, and yet, I am pouring sweat.
I am waiting patiently for that consistent sixty degree day. You know, the day when you can where a blazer to the office.It’ll be nice to go to bed under a blanket with the windows open.This is what is getting me through this last stretch!
The lack of sleep we had on Sunday night/Monday morning has still not released me from its’ grip…that really stinks!
The weather has decided to go back to summer, so of course the humidity adds with wearing us all down,and what’s funny is that even going to bed early, well, it’s like I always say: “I’ll never get that time back again.” We keep kicking though, and can not wait until the end of the week when we get a chance to decompress.
What time I do have free during this week, though, I am getting ready to have my nephew Matt and Kat, his wife, down to Undisclosed Deux. They had been down once in the old house, and we are really looking forward to seeing them this weekend.It’s amazing when you think you have a stocked up house, looking at it with a visitor’s eye, well, it’s lie, whoa…major shopping to do.
Here’s hoping you all have a good week. As for us? We’re going to sleep!**wink**
Jim is out on his bike taking in the crowds down here that are waiting for the fireworks that will start in about one and a half hours.
The girls and I are here, resting after a good hike this afternoon in an old golf course that the state has turned back to an Environmental area,that is,they are letting it turn back into a forest! There were new pine trees everywhere, and we saw a bunny but the Kasia girl was sniffing up a storm so the other animals are definitely there.
We had a nice visit with my friend, Duch, her daughter Joanne and her granddaughter, Rachel. Duch had never gotten a chance to see Undisclosed Deux completed and it was a joy to see my buddy and her family. It was even nicer to realize that once I leave work, Duch and I will only be a stone’s throw apart!
In all, a good day, and you can’t get better than that!
For those of you following the perils of Pauline, er, my blog, you know all about falling on my hip.
If you loved the story once, you’ll love it twice. Yes, I did it again.
Jim went out to unwind a little bit down at Undisclosed, and I was trying to get things together so I didn’t have to pack up from undisclosed right before we had to leave to come back up to the city. I have double doors on my laundry.The right door wasn’t closed all the way and as I turned away to walk with the clothes, my left foot caught the door, and bam! Doesn’t my right foot catch the door and I go down on my right hip yet again? I looked at the girls who ran over to look over their Mom on the floor and said to them, yup, Momma is on the floor yet again.
I was tired of this the FIRST time I fell. You can imagine that, as my hip throbs and I make sure my trusty bottle of Aleve is at my side, that the second really sucks.
Getting older is definitely NOT for sissies.
Whoo-hoo! Septa, the South Eastern Philadelphia Transit Authority, avoided a strike on its’ railroads over the weekend.
President Obama put something into effect that a board, I guess kind of like mediators, that would hear both sides. Worse case scenario? Trains on strike when I am safely tucked in at Undisclosed Deux.
I find it incredible that my union went forever without any wage increases, and the nation-wide temperature toward contract negotiations seemed to have an ” let’s KEEP our jobs” motto. The folks on the train are so special.
Yup.They are so special that they’ll think nothing of raising train fares in a heartbeat for this contract.
…if only my salary went up to cover it.
Down at Undisclosed Deux, we have a large walk-in shower for our” later” years,
I guess that means now.
With the ache in the hip and just the aches from a general long week**yes,I know Monday was a day off** but there was nothing more the ticket for me tonight as relaxing as that shower.I had no adult beverages today, as I am careful not to do it with the naproxen sodium for the hip,and that shower was as relaxing as a cocktail.It was almost worth all the months we lived in a little 10’x10′ room while the house was being built.
Hopefully we’ll have a good night’s sleep and be ready for a good weekend.
It seems that five minutes ago it was Friday.
It is Monday late afternoon-early evening.
I am home.
I have to go back to the city.I have bills to pay.**sigh**
The pace here is so peaceful,and so relaxing that I actually managed to get a nap in today, which is really saying something for me. Jim is off to ride his bike and then we slowly will get things together to head on back up.The weather has been gorgeous.
Retirement can’t be soon enough.
We are here at Undisclosed Deux, like that is some big surprise, right?
After two very long weeks at the city, we really felt weird coming down here because it was, although it was like our vacation, never mind the fact that it is our home. We have been working on the grounds, planting things we have nursed from the old house and kept in the sun in the city.Now, we have to figure out other essentials, like a shed for the tools, and colorful shrubs that will give a pop of color next to the house.
We gave ourselves a Sunday morning off, and plan to attend a 6PM Mass at the church we normally attend.We figured we never get a chance to get to that Mass so since we are still down here, why not?
The girls are resting after a nice family walk this morning under the ceiling fans, and what’s even more amazing is that chores are even more palatable down here…
Go figure! LOL
It’s hell being a social butterfly.
That is, when you are used to doing your own thing, on your own time or your employer’s time, and, quite frankly, life is routine.
For two weekends we had Jim’s surprise party, Mother’s day, time with my mother-in-law at the casino,a breast cancer walk, Gregory’s college graduation from Temple and Matt and Kat’s wedding to wrap it up with. Oh yeah, top that off with a chaser of food shopping and three loads of laundry yesterday.
Friday we are back to Undisclosed. We wonder if it misses us, because we sure missed it.It’ll be nice, as great as all these life events are, to get back to schedule.
Took advantage of our company and kept busy throwing a small birthday party for Jim and our brother-in-law on Sunday with our family at Undisclosed Deux.
Today, however, is the actual day.
My husband turns 60 today.
You are dating in your twenties and thirty seems old, and so on. You get married in your forties and, wait a second, you’re married long enough that your spouse is starting another decade.Well, it’s a good thing, as a birthday always is,and happily for me, we have been together for so long that I appreciate the fact that he has gotten there before me.Without his wisdom, I would have fallen by the wayside many times.Together we are a pretty well oiled machine and Jim is definitely the brains and brawn behind this machine of this marriage.We’ve had tons of ups and downs as I am sure, all married couples have, but we are in it for the long haul.
Happiest of birthdays, Jim.
Sto Lat!Kocham cię.
One of Jim’s sisters and her husband are coming down for the weekend to Undisclosed Deux.
The construction is put to bed!
I honestly can say that it has been an awfully long stretch of time checking on contractors, looking for flaws, questioning work…but it is done.The fact that it is no longer just us but also company**albeit family** puts this chapter of the life of Undisclosed to bed.
I am hoping for a wonderful weekend for all, some good yard-sales with my sister-in-law Joanna, and a ton of card playing!
Let the games begin!
We are having our first guest next weekend.
That translates into setting up the guest room, trying to empty some more boxes, freshening up bed sheets, and the like.New recipes have been tried out,and yet there’s more.
I’ll be dusting into the night and there are two more loads of wash to do, so we’ll keep you posted as the maiden launch of Undisclosed Deux goes forth.
Undisclosed Deux has just lost its peep-show status.
Our windows are now covered by Roman blinds, and we are so happy with them.The colors we chose work well with the house, so we are happy with that.It’s incredible how far we have come from the old house. I joking said to Jim this morning that we need to go out and look at house colors and roof colors…it doesn’t seem that long ago that we were doing that.
Time marches on!**Thank God!**
I was always a big radio girl.
As a child of the sixties, I started out with transistors, laying in the sun and listening to the local stations. As a teenager, I would volunteer at Church socials and the radio gave me my fondness for Sinatra on Friday nights and Sunday mornings.Don’t even get me started on car radios: I had my buttons set, and when I was out of range and in the passenger seat, I KNEW just how to tweak the knob to get the station in. I had a wonderful am/fm/shortwave radio from Radio Shack that I nursed for closed to 20 years.
Now, in the age of listening to Internet radio,I am ready to go back and get a tabletop am/fm/shortwave radio for Undisclosed Deux. You need, especially, to access NOAA weather information down there, and also for emergency news.I know it may not seem like much to you, dear reader, but it’ll feel so good to have my old friend radio back.
It was supposed to be a really bad storm, so much that Jim’s boss gave him off this morning because the bakeries weren’t going to make rolls due to weather. No rolls=no sandwiches=no deli=Jim off.
I had given up a day off and so we watched and waited…and waited…and the snow came to undisclosed around 5 am.I am sitting here at the kitchen counter, looking out the windows watching blowing snow here, while reading on Facebook the disappointment/relief of friends in the city who are looking at minimal snow.
Hopefully, but I know Jim, we are getting back to the city tonight because he thrives on extreme weather.
As I sit here at the laptop and look at the window, the sun reflects off the fence and is absolutely radiant.
Fortunately I am inside: it is bitter cold outside, and Jim is on his way to work.It’s 9 degrees out,with an alleged high of 23 here in the city today.Undisclosed Deux is leading the pack with a blistering 14 degrees and an alleged 28 degree high.
I am lovingly waiting for a break in the weather where the girls and I can walk a little further and we all can get out in the fresh air.As Jim just mentioned when he left, he hopes the car starts in this cold.The few birds out are singing: how they are managing to do that is God’s wonder.
Someone remind me of this post when we have 25 days of 90 degree plus weather, ok?
Boxes have been moved into the Undisclosed Location II and boy are we busy.
It’s not like we are in there immediately: far from it.The little things add up and it makes for a long day. Add onto the long day a sore leg and it just intensifies it by a thousand fold. When you need a good comfortable chair, well, fat chance: the furniture comes in another eight weeks.
So for now, it’s just good night,and it’s off to a shower and bed.
Tomorrow is another day!
Talk about getting a free pass.
My employer has given everyone the day off due to weather.
In the meanwhile I am worrying about Jim making it out to work in the snow and sleet, have been channeling Saint Anthony for something important I seem to hopefully misplaced**God forbid,fear lost** and am just feeling pretty bad.
We are still waiting for the certificate of occupancy for Undisclosed Deux;the stress is still hanging over the two of us like a guillotine.I am looking out at the Blessed Mother statue in my Mom’s yard and the snow is up to her hands.**sigh**
If I didn’t have the fur girls, you can rest assured I would be back in bed…
You’ll never guess where I am.
Nope.Not at my usual corner where I try to type this at.
I am in Undisclosed Deux, sitting at my Corian counter in the kitchen and it really feels great. It also feels a little surreal, knowing all of the angst that we put into this place, but it feels great.
We stopped at the local grocery and I bought some staples for here and there is actually stuff in our brand new refrigerator.Not one like we bought twelve years ago in a scratch and dent spot that looked pretty good, i.e., you couldn’t tell where we got it but my brand new, freezer on the bottom, refrigerator on top appliance,
It’s kind of funny that when we first moved here into the old house it was a blizzard and here we are on the first weekend** kind of** in the new spot, there is snow on the ground and temperatures that I don’t even want to think about.
Guess a new journey has begun.
Undisclosed Deux is almost completed.
It really is surreal.
Here I sit in the back cottage and I can catch the internet if the wind blows right. It’s hard to believe that the cottage days might be over this time next week. I would like to say that the kindness of neighbors have gotten us through it. Folks have helped us, fed us and been there for us, and it only solidifies that we have made the right move.We have also made new friends through this time, and it is amazing that we have connected with folks that are in our age bracket who have accepted us for what we are.
It’s a good feeling.
It would be a really good day to stay in bed and vegetate…but I won’t.
When you have a lot going on, and you have decisions to make, it’s easy to stay in bed and pull up the covers.The day must go on, though.Dogs must be walked, house must be straightened,bags must be packed, and the sum of that is that, at 54,the days of staying in bed for a few hours are long gone.Funny how when you are younger you yearn for responsibility.My parents would always tell me to appreciate those days. I look up to heaven and tell them, I did-really. You would just give to have a day to go back to little or no responsibility.
We are heading down later to deal with the contractor and move a step closer to Undisclosed Deux. Each day brings us closer.Here’s hoping that all will be well for us all.
Allegedly, if all the planets line up in order**notice tongue in cheek** my plumber band other folks will be working up finishing the house this coming week.
I for one, have heard so many stories that it’s hard to believe. The Corian countertop is to be delivered Tuesday or Wednesday and the electrician is due down Thursday. Can it actually mean escape from the cottage?
Of late, I have been telling anyone who asks me about the Undisclosed Location II and its’ construction that if they ever are thinking of building a new home, talk to me and I will talk them out of it.
Of course, I won’t, but the road has been a long one.
Jim is meeting with the builder now in the house and I am out in the cottage.The two of us reviewed what has to be brought to his attention: I am of the mindset that if the builder was on top of things, he shouldn’t need to have it brought to his attention.Jim agrees with that, but he has more finesse with the builder than I do.
One of the things that really is a hoot is we spent a couple of hours each day looking for new furniture and found stuff we liked,only to realize when we got back that it wouldn’t FIT into the new house.**sigh** So we have to go back this weekend and tweak our choices again.
Jim says we’ll look back at this and say we got through it one step at a time.
I, for one, will just be glad when it is finished.
It’s been a hell of a week weather wise.
I remember worrying g about the cold this time last week when we were headed down to Undisclosed Deux, but somehow we all fared well.Monday and Tuesday were no picnic either, with the office buildings in town turning streets into wind tunnels.
It is allegedly an icy mix now, rain and ice mixed.Tomorrow it is supposed to be sixty and raining.They always say Mother Nature is upset by what we do down here.I am starting to believe it.We’ll go back down today, but I’ll have to make sure to have plenty of towels to dry the girls up and plenty of dry clothes for Jim and myself.
January…it sure keeps me on my toes.
They are calling for a storm, a winter storm.
I shudder to think of the amount of folks in line at Shop Rite and Acme getting staples as though it were the end of the world.Yes, I have been guilty of that in the past, but there gets to be a point where fighting the crowd isn’t worth it.We went Monday night to Shop Rite and got some staples so we are set.
We are due to go down to Undisclosed tomorrow, so of course it is going to snow. Jim jokingly asked me if we are going down, and then answered the question by saying ” Nothing stops us.”..lol
I will keep you posted on what we get and where we get it, I’ll be the first one to laugh if it is only a little bit. As John Bolaris, former Philadelphia weatherman knows, the weather can come back and bite you in the butt.
Our Undisclosed location got torn down in July.
The Atlantic City Electric people NEVER came out with a utility pole so the workers could get stuff done: they had to resort to generators.
Now we are shoveling that under the rug because we are waiting and waiting for the electric service to get installed.Did I mention there is a Nor’Easter due today and tomorrow? And as far as the gas men go, well, we have a ton of flags on the site: if that means they’ve been there, sweet: if not, it’ll be time to play the waiting game yet again.
As Jim told the people at AC Electric…you’re making PECO look good.
It’s a Friday and I am at work.
1. My Mother-in-law turns 95 so we have to stay in the city.
2. We have no electric down at Undisclosed.
The correct answer is 2.
It seems as though the “right person” at AC Electric is no longer the right person, or on sick or vacation leave or whatever.So between the two of us and our contractor, maybe, JUST MAYBE, we may get an answer today. If not…it’s gonna be a long weekend!
Well, it seems one excellent game makes my Jim actively go back and say…
I want to watch today’s game.
So off we go from undisclosed to the city.
Part of the current lagging in the new Undisclosed Location Deux are wires.
The builder went and threw up the electric lines right to the peak on the
front of the house, which had been looking attractive with all those scallops.
When we pulled up, we were ticked off.You couldn’t call and ask us what our
Long story short,we are in contract with Atlantic City Electric and Comcast,
thanks to Jim, to put our wires underground.Jim made a road trip yesterday
and met with a human at ACElectric, and away he went.
We’ll see how long this is going to take.
…and the weather outside, color on leaves not withstanding, is more reminiscent of
A busy morning on tap for us gals, both my four=legged and me, so we can do our
household chores and go down to Undisclosed Location II with Jim.
Uh, let me rephrase that…
We’ll, no doubt, spend time in the tile store, major box hardware stores, in’
addition to trying to kick back and relax over the weekend. We’ll see how
far things have hopefully progressed and what decisions need to be finalized
and put to bed.Jim,from the beginning, has said, once we make the decision
on x, y, or z, we have made it and that’s that.I have to keep that in my
mind constantly because it has been a seemingly long process.
Enjoy your Friday!
if only electric would join the party.
Our neighbor from Undisclosed called to let us know they connected our water
to the house, and that the hardwood floor was being delivered today. If you
know anything about hardwood, it needs to get acclimated to a warm house before
it can get put down.Now if only the HVAC folks would join in.
Will keep you posted, that is if I have any mind left from dealing
We have made it down to Undisclosed Deux and the house is dry walled.
Jim found only two major screw ups: needless to say, we are meeting with
the builder in the morning.
It is actually taking shape a little bit, as both the front and rear decks
have been nailed together-no railings yet but nailed together
The way we are going, we might be in here by…
GROUND HOG DAY….lol
Thanks to the powers of Comcast, I have seen Casino and Good-fellas a zillion
times. They say that Martin Scorsese made them both to be chapters after the
I had never been a Robert DeNiro fan but I have come to appreciate him through
these two movies.The fact that the writers have given some really witty dialogue
along the way of these two, well, it always kept me focused on the movies.
It’s one of those things when we take a picture of the both dogs, we both go
into the line of dialogue from Good-fellas where the mother has painted a picture
of a guy with two dogs in the boat, and each dog was facing the opposite way.
We chuckle when our girls go and strike the same pose.
Hopefully, when the Undisclosed Deux Location gets up and running, I’ll be
able to sit back with Jimmy and enjoy it again.
…we are finally back from Undisclosed.
Talk about a long,rainy weekend.
We actually ate our first meal in the new house, in a matter
of speaking, because we were getting a little punchy in the
cottage.Not that I could have actually eaten rough stuff,
because I was getting through oral surgery.
I made Jim a roast beef and cheese hoagie, and we sat in
Undisclosed Deux, and took it all in. It was nice being in the
Fortunately, I am off tomorrow, so off to a good night’s
Egad! I am beat.
We have been busy as all get out, as taxpayers are coming in from the corners of the city and
they aren’t happy.
Smile, answer questions, give directions, a sympathetic ear.
Thank God for Thursday!
Undisclosed Part two tomorrow!
…and we have tons to figure out.
Why is it when the weather sucks in February, we’ll have a finished house
and say…now what?
We went to buy some Mums this morning and it is a beautiful autumn day,
and the girls and I have been out for a few walks and they went with
us out for the mums. I kind of feel like going down to the bay, but we
are being mellow, so we are kicking back just a bit.
Tomorrow?( We agreed tomorrow…lol)
We have to go to Home Depot and Lowes,check out more vitals for
Undisclosed Deux, and eventually head back up.
Labor day is coming up.
I put in for a ton of time off**read 10 days*** and am wondering what I am going to do.
Last year I was with the girls at Undisclosed and loved it!
One problem with that this year- the house that was is no longer there
and I’d have to stay in the cottage with the girls.
Jim is not too happy with the idea.
If I go to Undisclosed for the weekend and come up, well,I’d feel obligated
to do stuff and I need to kick back.
Maybe this will help me make up my mind…lol
I miss cooking and baking.
I am surrounded by women who are constantly throwing out cooking ideas and recipes.
It’s not fair.
The new house is under construction and the house I am currently in has a range and microwave
but no working oven. It feels so odd not to be able to do what you’d like. Multiply that
by the fact that I subscribe to the Food Network Magazine and A Taste of Home and see their
recipes and I mark the ones I’d like to try…..
The question is when….December can’t come close enough!
For all its heat spikes and the like, I love August, as it gives promise to the fall.
In prior postings you know I had many life changing events in August..a couple of good Phillies seasons…started a job 28, almost 29 years ago which I still have…went on childhood vacations every year with my family during the end of August..God sent my Dad on his final vacation August 24,sixteen years ago,which was fitting as our vacation week he always took was the last week in August…and Jim and I were married on August 31st, almost 11 years ago.
I am thankful for all I have experienced in August, for they have matured me in a way that nothing else would. I have come out of it realistic, albeit slightly hopeful.I have a light heart when windows are actually opened and I hear the crickets outside, and when I am at Undisclosed I and II, I look up at a beautiful summer sky filled with stars like promises,just waiting to come to me.
Enjoy the month, faithful reader, and may it be kind to us all.
So it’s Tuesday and a work day. It’s a beautiful day here, and it would be nice to be anywhere
Jim has to go down to Undisclosed to sign contracts with the builder, and meet with a few more folks.
so I am bachelorette Mom tonite. Hopefully we’ll get some wash done and the girls will go walking with
me and that will be great.Truth be told, I am hoping to get things done so I can shower and be in bed
Bring out more cool days like this.
We have returned…
Old Undisclosed is officially gone.
It is quite funny to pull up and look at a space that looks better suited for growing a field of corn or something. Our little cottage that was in the rear now stands forlornly in the corner of the lot, wondering what happened, no doubt.
The flip side is as the house is down, the corresponding amount of mud has increased.I didn’t have enough foresight to bring some larger old rug to take care of the messy shoes and dog prints.I am sure ,though, that we’ll be eyeballing the new house as it goes up, and I’ll be able to bring something else down.
The fur girls are somewhat content to be down, although they no longer can run around in reckless abandon, as the fence in the front is down.We have them out walking and they seem to be happy.
Jim will be meeting with the builder later, so it is quite nice to feel,albeit a pin hole,light at the end of the tunnel.
July, that is.
Undisclosed location(old) and hopefully the foundation will be starting on Undisclosed (new).
As I type this I look out the window and realize how badly I need to reestablish my own roots with Jim and the girls at the new spot. Losing Rochelle was like setting me free without an anchor and since then, I really feel lost. I can assure you that is not a good feeling.
August will be coming.
Colors of summer will be richer and moving toward fall. Hopefully the foundation will be laid and the frame will be up on Undisclosed(new).
My mother always talked about wishing your life away and perhaps she was right. I don’t look at it that way: I look at it as starting the next chapter of my life, for which I am full of hope.
By the way, below is a last look at the Old Undisclosed.