We are getting SO close

It’s almost time to start asking the burly guys in our group of family and friends if they like free cold beer. And pizza. Yeah that: cold beer and pizza.  We might even throw in some cheesy sticks. All because we need help loading and consequently, unloading trucks.

Yes, we are expecting to move me in during May! Can you believe it? This has been a long and difficult process! We are ready to get it over with.

Here’s what:

1) I am moving in first. Ninja Man will come often but mostly on weekends until he retires. He wants to retire every single day. I said I’ll have twice as much husband and half as much money. Ain’t nobody got time fo dat. 

2) why I’m moving before him is we have a 2 year old grandLittle who has cancer and I’m 1/2 of her care team. The 3.5 hour drive is difficult from our CAMPER to her house so Six Little Acres is only minutes from my daughter and it’s a great place to retire. 

3) Yes, I said CAMPER. We rented our Savannah home out so we would be financially better able to navigate this storm. We moved into our 5th wheel RV last August. We aren’t seeing any increase in funds between the travel and home renovation, plus the storage unit bills and rent at the RV park. It’s almost a wash but since last August we were able to see if we like “living” in the RV.  It’s no secret: This one of us is over it. 

4) AND there are so many hoops to jump through before we can live there. Trim has to be in. There’s a dip along the back of the house that needs a dirt wall. We need to paint the exterior. 

BUT DEAR READERS: We have electricity and water! We even have a working heat and air system. Y’all. I was just delighted when we could flush! So you can imagine how exciting it is to flip a light switch and have lights now and then. 

I’m actually AT the children’s hospital now- its chemo week- so I’ll just toss some quick photos that my FSIL took. FSIL= favorite son in law y’all. Ninja Man working on the kitchenthis. THIS Y’ALL! There’s lighting! And water! And flooring! And appliances! Now THIS 👇🏻👇🏻👇🏻 is the master bath vanity. It looks better now that all the plumbing has been installed. Grumpy Plumber is all done and we are hoping he is not so grumpy anymore. Ninja Man helped me and the FSIL paint the EBR. That’s Six Little Acres slag for “Emotional Baggage Room”. It’s a huge multipurpose room that is suitable for a variety of activities such as:

  • Sleeping with those windows open
  • Gathering for church or crafting events
  • Sending Ninja Man out there to do whatever I think or he thinks needs doing. 

See how special this room is? Yeah, it’s big: 14X44 and Pinterest is even baffled. A bowling alley? Maybe. So if you’ve been a follower of my blog, you’ll know that saloon doors were planned for the master bedroom. We nixed that idea when Ninja Man was going to have to rebuild the entire opening. The phone call went something like this:

Ninja: “I’m gonna have to rebuild that opening.”

Me: “Nah, just stick a door in there. We just need to get me moved. We can change it later.”

Ninja Man was so delighted he went and got a door that very day. THAT’S the secret to staying married during the stressful times! Just downshift and go the speed limit. Ain’t nobody in a big hurry to be right or to get what they want. Just chill out. It will happen or it won’t. Baby cancer? Now THAT is something to dig your heels into and fight for all it’s worth. But a door? Nah. That’s nothing. Gee whiz, my tolerance barometer goes way, way up now. Ninja Man and I LOVE LOVE LOVE technology. He was ECSTATIC to get this system installed that uses an app (Wink) to run cameras, lights, HVAC and I’m not even sure what else. I told him don’t be messin with those lights when I’m here at night. I might not be a good sport about it. 
I have also told my kids that if they ever send me to a nursing home, it better have perfect wifi so I can post all over YouTube. I do love me some technology. Meanwhile, Ninja Man has promised to teach me how to use the new system. Ok, truth is, he has already TRIED to teach me but I’m going to watch the tutorials – I think we will stay married longer if I do. 

So we are almost there. The outside is still BU-TTHUGLY as we haven’t done anything out there. Daughter says it’s a “sleeper”- looks cruddy outside and gorgeous inside! And that’s the way it will have to be until we slowly get it where we want it. 

I’m beyond excited to move back to our home town and am just waiting for that day in May. Or will it be June….. time will tell. 

Thanks for stopping by! 

Please pray for Baby Wren #hopeforwren

Kathy Bo


A sneak peek 

I posted this on the Six Little Acres Facebook page, but just in case you missed it, here’s a before and…. well…. during. Guess I’m too stinkin excited to wait! Let’s just talk about that “before” image. 

It smelled as bad as it looks. No. I’m serious y’all. 

Think stank, then add roadkill. That’s still not quite it but doggone close. ALL the materials from that kitchen have been replaced. 

That “during” photo? Ohhhh. I can’t wait. I have lots of design plans- one of which includes a rolling island! I love to move things around and repurpose whatever I can so I will use the island in the kitchen, living room, studio and that whopping big porch-room-thingy we added. 

We are on our way today to work on Six Little Acres- it’s about a 3.5 hour drive- and here’s what we plan to do: 

Finish flooring in the kitchen (We are ALMOST there!) Move fridge, stove, dishwasher and microwave into their new home, then paint this room: the ceiling is primed and the walls are already cut in, thanks to our FSIL (y’all remember that means favorite son in law?) No? See him here! Flooring will happen here over the next few weekends. 

Psssst: here’s a secret news flash! THE HVAC GUY IS COMING TODAY! What what!?!?! Yes. We expect to push a button and have heat and air. It’s like the Flintstones moved to the Jetsons. 

Sing with me. OH HAPPY DAY! (Here’s your part: Oh happy day!) my turn: WHEN JESUS WALKED (you: When Jesus walked!) Me: OHHHHH WHEN HE WALLLLLLKKED now you sing that too- ok me : HE WASHED OUR SINS AWAY! 

We get to sing this part together: OH HAPPY DAY! 

Thanks for stopping by, thanks for trying to imagine how stinky that kitchen was (because now I know you’re almost as happy as I that it smells tons better) and thanks for singing with me! 

The biggest news today is that our two year old grandLittle Baby Wren starts another 3 rounds of chemo on Monday. I’ll be there. Y’all please pray for her – that the chemo will kill this cancer, irradiate that tumor and not affect any other part of her tiny body. Follow her page on FB at Hope For Wren. There’s a purple icon with a pink bird on it. 

Have a blessed day! 

Kathy Bo

Prime(r) time

There was a time when I wondered if our ceilings would be too low. 

It is, after all, a double wide mobile home. After putting primer on the ceiling today I can honestly say I shall wonder no longer. 

The dang ceilings are high, y’all. While I really wasn’t too concerned about this particular ceiling, the others are high enough that I don’t wanna paint them. 


But painted they will be- and primed first- so that whole “don’t wanna” is just too stinkin’ bad. 

I gotta. 

But ohhhh how sweet it will be on that day I can kick back in my recliner and see all the spots I missed!

Now don’t go feeling all sorry for this poor grandma just trying to get her little house painted. 

There’s THIS guy. Y’all know him- he’s my favorite son in law (FSIL) And the fact that he’s a lot closer to the ceiling than yours truly is the only thing that kept me sane today. 

“Oh, let me get that,” he said, as I strained to make my head perpendicular to the dang ceiling. Craning my head like that is a move I’ve seriously never had to do in real life. It’s a move that makes me dizzy and causes me to roll the paint in circular patterns instead of the recommended back and forth as seen on HGTV. 

It’s a move that causes me to grit my teeth, furthering the pain from the neck up, as I resign myself to use only “nice” words that momma would have been proud to hear. Gritting one’s teeth seems to prevent certain words from actually spilling out into what is otherwise a productive painting session. 

So FSIL took over and rolled the highest points of the dang ceiling while I met him halfway from the lower points. 

I’m not gonna lie, y’all. We had to sit on the porch a couple of times today. 

We saw this adorable guy during one particular porch event. It must be hard watching humans paint ceilings. He was exhausted. He’s 11 years old and there was a chill in the air so he was sporting his fancy duds for Ceiling Priming Day. Later, he had to do this with his buddies. That blanket goes everywhere with me, but after this trip to our construction zone it will go straight to the laundromat. The pups can’t have a dirty blanket. 

Not only did we prime the dang ceilings, we also primed the living room (where that high ceiling is) and…. wait for it….. my STUDIO. 

Oh y’all. Seriously. It’s like a fairy tale right now- complete with bridge trolls, but I’m sneaking up the back side of that bridge and in no time I’ll be posting about the wonderland that is my crafting and sewing studio! 

Do you see the word “tranquility ” here? Yeah. Don’t believe everything you read. I’m ten shades past exhausted. Ain’t nothin tranquil bout dat. 

But more importantly: does that extension pole make my butt look big? Wait. I don’t really wanna know. 
Now here’s a fun fact: my FSIL is known round these parts as “Der Spachkelmeister”, which means if spreading spackling compound was an art form, he would be da Vinci. 

I was able to sneak up and capture the sheer concentration he puts into every bit of spackle. Not only that, but I was also privy to the vonderbar German impressions he shares while performing as Der Spachkelmeister. I was not disappointed to find that the spackle has to cure, so tomorrow, if I can actually move, I’m planning to finish priming the studio. Meanwhile, here’s the master bedroom that’s not quite finished but you get the idea. 

I have to trim out the top and – paint the dang ceiling. It’s already primed so the paint should go on like buttuh. 

My crazy goal is to have everything painted before Ninja Man arrives on Friday. It’s a stretch, but nothing like the stretching I’ve already done today. 

And there’s that “tranquility” showing up in my photos again. Oh. I can’t wait to enjoy some tranquil days on Six Little Acres. I think I may have earned a few. 

Thanks for stopping by and God bless. 

Kathy Bo