PS Elaboration on a Fantasy of Our House

 

 

  

 

I just want to share my fantasy about living in our home in Poky, if that's where Mark ends up working; it would be so wonderful to have the money to finish up what needs fixing up and finishing.
I would want to make the heat go all through the house - right now it goes through half the house!
And we would want to fix all the irrigation on the property.  And make sure the fences were good.

Then I would get one of our neighbors that has a backhoe to scrape up the rocks by the driveway, so the grass can grow there, too.  And I'd have him scrape and level the yard, bring some good dirt in if he could, and we would start over on the lawn.  I also want ramps and pressed concrete paths out to raised bed vegetable gardens that I can access.  And I want the porch rail finished up, a swing on the porch (the old-fashioned kind), and window boxes that hang on the porch railing.  I also want a new front door!

I want a curved sidewalk going out to the road from the front door.  Wouldn't that be cute?  And I might paint the shutters and main gable of the house a blue/slate grey color.  Wouldn't all of that be pretty?  Maybe a window box in the kitchen window, too.

I would have a trex deck out the back (the concrete pad is bad about funneling moisture to the house).

I would have the wiring checked, and also have some plumbing errors fixed while I was at it.  I'd build in shelves and cabinets in the kitchen for Mark, right where we had his cookbook shelves.  I would put mop and broom-holders in the utility room, and things to keep the pets fed and watered automatically.  Also, an automatic litter scooper!  (Remember, this is my fantasy!)  Once we don't have Leto or Tut, I think we won't have a dog that sheds next time - or an indoor kitty.  Either that, or we'll have to take them for grooming down at Petco, lol.

I would see about more hose attachments too.  Right now there is only one, way on the far side of the house.

 I want to get all the junk out of the pasture, if any, and reseed that, too.    I want to have a beautiful pasture and fence.  And then I want to build a little red barn at the front of the pasture, with a little hay storage, a stall and an area with cross ties, storage for tack or grooming supplies (I might keep the tack in the house!), some shelter, and a little chicken house area, perhaps.

Then I would get a donkey or POA or mule that was dead-broke, for me to ride around on and strengthen my trunk and legs.  We might even get a handcart of some kind, for use if we had to.

I would want to fix the basement better, for cold storage and such.  I would help our fruit trees and plant a few more, and maybe have bees?  I don't know what that involves.  Also, grape vines and a couple of nut trees and raspberry bushes and strawberries, and so on.  we'd have to work that out and see how much room we have.  There is a lot of wasted space in some areas.
If we had more land, we'd have a pig, a couple of goats, some rabbits, and a cow.  I suppose we could still have the goats.  We'd have to be able to hire help with the animals and such-like fantasy-things, lol.

The family could come over and cook out on the deck while the kids played on the paths.  Even if we didn't have so many animals, it would still be so much better and productive too, wouldn't it?  And Darling!  Can't you see it?

I haven't mentioned roses, but we'd probably plant red Knockouts along the drive (or around a lantern at the end of the sidewalk).  They are totally ever-blooming all spring, summer, and autumn, and they are no-care.  You don't get the beautiful, huge, furled roses, but they are great in the landscape.

Then I would get a few huge pots and grow some hybrid teas that we could put in the garage in the winter.  Oh, and we would put our shelves up in the garage and label bins clearly for storage.  Mark would have a workbench and a place for tools, and all the locks would be new and more secure.  (Do Mastiffs shed a lot?)  : )

I'll probably think of more things, like fixing the sound system up, or putting up more towel racks or something.  Also, fixing all the screens and replacing some windows.  Okay, okay...I'll end before I lose this whole thing.
Thanks for reading this!  Give me your ideas, and remember, they don't have to be practical!
'Love you!  See my older post, too.
xoxoxo
PS  I also thought of a flag on the porch post, dedicated craft storage, an office and a guest room, etc.  And the barn having access for a wheelchair, of course.
Tell me about your fantasy houses!

Job Update, Reliv, and a Great Movie

 

Just wanted to let you know that Mark has applied to a place in Ohio now, and he had a phone interview with a big place in Pocatello!  The people at the place here and the one in Boston stay in touch, and he hasn't heard a thing from the place in N. Idaho.
I fantasize about different places, like living near Megan and all the things to do around there, or living back in our house, with more money to fix it up. : )  Or living here with more moola.  Not sure so much about Boston.  It would certainly be an adventure.
I was excited about N. ID, but just because it wasn't so far away, and it sounded like a pretty area.
Anyway, that's the update.

Oh, and Reliv is so wonderful!  I'm not kidding.  It's the best way to get the nutrients your body needs, in my opinion, and it's a great thing to put in your food storage and rotate it.  Just imagine, you could eat whatever and still get your nutrition.  To me, that's such a good thing.
I'm just sayin', I smile so much more when I take Reliv, my stomach and bones and muscles stop hurting, I'm waaay less tired and things seem easy to do, plus I eat way less and don't have cravings all the time.  I feel warm to my fingertips, too, like I have better circulation. And, of course, my hair gets thicker and my nails are stronger when I take it.
Mark takes it too, and he's so much livelier and happy when he does.  He says it takes the edge off of his appetite too.
This isn't a commercial, but it sounds like one.  It really affects our lives, so I've got to say something.  We've been back on it for a matter of days, and it's so profound in its effect.  Crazy.

Also, we went to see the movie, Last Ounce of Courage, with Ben and Linda.  It was a low-budget film, and we were the only ones in the theater at the morning showing (the other time was 10 p.m.).  It was super-good!  A great family film that made me feel so patriotic and I cried so much.  Just great.  Ben and Linda and Mark loved it too, and you should tell your friends about it, because it's an important film about freedom and the sacrifices it requires.

I hope to write a letter to our newspaper editor, to encourage folks to go see it.  The critics gave it zero percent on Rotten Tomatoes, and it does have some cheesy parts, but the audience gave it seventy-seven percent, which is a good average for a conservative-slanted film.
Sooo, take care!  I love you!  Please comment!

xoxoxo

Hurray!

I'm so happy!  Thanks to Megan, I'm in effect getting my stolen saddle and tack back!!!

Happy Dance, Happy Dance, Happy Dance!!!

I've been so sad inside ever since my saddle and tack, etc., were stolen from our home in Chubbuck (while we were working in Las Vegas for a year).  Every time I looked on Craigslist, I checked the saddles for sale, looking for my saddle.  More than anything else that was stolen, that left a huge hole in my heart because it represented my lifelong love for horses, and it also felt like it was important because, in case of disaster, I couldn't traverse rough terrain and would only be able to ride a horse.  I felt that if I had some tack, we might be able to find a horse for me to ride.  Otherwise, I'd be stuck.
But, mostly, I had a sentimental attachment to the saddle I got from George Ellis.

Megan had purchased that saddle, and one other, with me from George; we each kept one later on, and I'd assumed she'd sold her tack when they moved back East.  I was amazed to discover, by a miracle, that she still has her tack and that she is in the process of selling it - and she is letting me pay her later (I insisted that I pay) for her saddle, a bridle, cavesson, and saddle blanket!  Emotionally, it feels as if it's almost the same saddle (Although I would be thrilled, still, to find my old, comfortable saddle, and my halter that belonged to Mitok, my Arabian gelding!  I had used my old saddle on Buddy and Mystique and Jewel, too - hence all the emotional attachment.)

Anyway, thank you, Megan!  I can now look at Craigslist without feeling a heavy sadness in my heart.  I know, it's not like losing a person, and I've been very philosophical about the many things we lost (we never reported it to our homeowner's because Mark thought we might lose our insurance if we did).  But this IS a very happy thing for me, and it validates my feeling that there are no real losses in life - just temporary separations - if we don't lose ourselves in the meantime.

Hugs, and more later!
xoxoxo