Ever since we closed on Six Little Acres, we have been trying to get someone to mow the grass.
We asked friends who gave us names and numbers. We called all of them.
No one called back. Did y’all hear that? No. One.
It’s not like I said, “Hey, I need over two acres cut on a regular basis for $50 a shot.” Nope. I didn’t say that, mainly because I know that no one in their right mind would do such a thing for a mere $50, and besides, it’s a bit more than two acres before you get to the woods.
What I said was, “I need someone to cut my grass” and I left my name and number.
That used to work like magic. Clearly, it doesn’t anymore.
My favorite son in law (you know, the FSIL) asked a guy who said we would need a bush hog and $400.
I voted no on that one.
Ninja Man and I discussed it at great length and a mower was born.
It was in the budget but we were hoping to wait until later. That is, we were hoping we could FIND SOMEONE TO CUT IT until we were ready to buy one.
So we made eleventy-billion calls for a full week, the daughter looked on Craig’s List and visited some mower shops.
We finally found a sale and the folks would hold it for us.
We set out on the 4.5 hour trek from “home” to “home” with these knuckleheads.
So we arrived and someone wanted a rubber chicken and some treats from the Rubber Chicken and Treats store.
I ended up mowing (and mowing and mowing) while Ninja Man did this:
We decided this would be the temporary bedroom.
Yep. We stayed there. This is now a kitty-pee-free-zone. Thanks to the removal of any and all textiles as well as my FSIL and some crazy air purifier, the place now just smells like wood and sawdust. It’s not the Hyatt, but it’s “doable” to stay in, albeit camping style.
And since there are five of us, we needed two inflatables. They worked just fine.
There’s work to be done.
Not only did I mow the grass, I also rented a pressure washer and removed a few layers of I’m not sure what off of the porch, house and anything else that wasn’t moving.
The FSIL finished it for me while I watched the grandLittles. The porch and those stairs look great now. Next is to paint a protective coating on to keep it nice.
Later that day I tried to install this shower head. I got as far as opening the package, losing a washer and putting it together before I realized we needed a tool that we didn’t have. I had to postpone THIS project until Ninja Man could get the tool.
I cleaned the tub and walls and floor and counter top and sink THREE times. This is the bathroom I was just gonna set on fire but Ninja Man cleaned the toilet and suddenly, there was promise. Believe it or not, this is a nice bathroom and far better than the other one.
Good thing SOMEONE got some rest. Bless him. I helped carry the rest. Ninja doesn’t ask for help- and those things were HEAVY. Here’s the other stuff we did: daughter planted grapes. She is in charge of all the edible goodies on the property. Isn’t she beautiful!
We decided to simply connect these together. It became a GREAT idea a bit later when we were able to sit in the shade and feel the breeze. That new wood on the old shed is due to that red carport dousing water on it every time it rained – hence, the decision to move it. More repair later on, but for now it will do.
Good thing is we aren’t in a hurry. We have a momentum going and several weeks this summer to get a lot done. Focus: interior refurb and exterior repair.
Y’all pray for us.
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