To do lists

So we are now living life at Six Little Acres.  There are still many things to unpack and I’m slowly but surely making my way through the boxes.

Sometimes it’s like Christmas! I’m seeing things we “thought” were going to be stored for only three months, but glory be, it took a stinkin’ year and two months to finally get out of those storage units.

We’ve had only a few casualties; some china, a couple of items the movers thought they deserved (small stuff, God has that so we don’t have to pursue it), and Ninja Man’s shoulder. Yep, two slight tears in his rotator cuff. I asked him what happened. This is how it went:

Me: What in the world? Are you ok? Does it hurt? How did it happen?

Ninja Man: I don’t know.

Me: (We have been married nearly 41 years so I kinda know which question he chose to answer.) You don’t know how it happened? Were you with your shoulder all day? Did you loan it out? Are you secretly trying to do some sort of one-armed extreme sport?

Ninja Man: I don’t know.

Me: (see above part about 41 years)

Well, after several weeks of his wincing in pain, we went to the doc and it is determined that he will live. He got two shots, one where the sun don’t shine and another straight to the shoulder. I held his hand and gently reminded him that I delivered BOTH of his babies naturally. It’s the best I could do under the circumstances and it made the doctor laugh so it was sooo worth it.

Anyway, back to the subject at hand.

Spoiler alert: Having no money made me a list maker long ago when our kids were little, our mortgage was huge, and we were depressed when we were broke and irresponsible when we weren’t.

My lists went like the one I’m pasting in here. Stuff we can do that takes NO money and stuff we can do when we have a little extra. If any of you are IRS agents, I promise not to get anything until y’all are happy and friends with us again.

This will hang in the message area of the kitchen. What’s a message area? A blank wall for now but I’m going to make a sweet little something to hold lists such as this one.

By the way, the “no cost” list includes several things we already have like paint and stuff. It also includes elbow grease, as momma used to say, which means to get off one’s lazy fanny and work.

Things to do at Six Little Acres

No Cost

Outside:

Clean under carports

Clean up yard

Pick up branches

Clear spiderwebs

Touch up and paint porches

Put rug down on front porch

Fill holes in yard

Inside:

Master bath:

Add lights

Fix drawers

Touch up paint

Hang my makeup mirror

Adjust faucets

Studio bath:

Décor

Fix TP holder

Adjust faucets

Living room:

Repair and repaint post

Touch up paint

Décor

Make scripture for wall (Silhouette / vinyl)

Fix barn door

Kitchen:

Make rolling island

Make vinyl sign for chalkboard

Need funds:  

Outside:

$$     Paint carport roofs

$$     Buy or repair weed eater

$$     Install stepping stones or walkway to cars

$$     Make sitting area on hill

$$     Make firepit

$$     Get tree guy to see diseased trees

$$$   Remote for gate

$$$   Hire bobcat guy

$$$$ Build new porch on side of house

$$$$ Install fencing

$$$$ Install gutters

Inside:

$       Cordless phone with extra base

$$$   Rods and curtains in living room

$$$   Kitchen pantry

I hope this encourages someone to see parts of your own picture, not the whole overwhelming enchilada. Yesterday I unpacked our bedroom and organized the closet and dresser. It made all the difference in the world and I have to say I woke up happy for the first time in a long time. Cost was zero and momma would be proud.

Y’all be blessed, and please keep praying for the Six Little Acres folks. Baby Wren and her mommy (my daughter) are heading to Philadelphia soon for further treatment and we need that neuroblastoma to be gone.

Thanks for stopping by,

Kathy Bo

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Moving Day

Y’all.

Our stuff is finally here.

Here at Six Little Acres.

Oh yes it is. And we, (the Ninja Man and moi) are exhausted beyond imagination.

Here’s what:

We rented a U-Haul and – through U-Haul- we hired two movers. Y’all remember how I’ve mentioned how blessed we are? Well, those two movers turned into three, and the four hours we paid for were finished in three!

That’s a big deal since Ninja Man had worked a full day and needed to go to bed. It’s just a piece of gravel in a mountain of major challenges we have faced.

None of this has been easy, y’all. None of it.

Let’s recap since February 2016. The 15th, to be exact was when Baby Wren was diagnosed with neuroblastoma in her neck. That is the day I will never forget. Baby cancer will do that to you. Looking back, it’s absolutely a devastating event that forever altered our lives. But it is also absolutely the time we have seen more blessings than we have ever witnessed.

With this news, there was not even a doubt that I would help our daughter and her husband with Wren and big sis Phoebe.

We moved away from our beautiful Savannah home, renting it out because it’s too soon in the mortgage to sell. We knew the expenses we would incur would be substantial. We own an RV and we moved into it.

We spent a full year renovating Six Little Acres with horrid contractors. I was in charge of the whole project and had to navigate it from a distance from either Savannah or the children’s hospital. All this while living in the RV near Savannah and me driving to Atlanta every 21 days for 13 rounds of baby chemo.

Our plan was to accomplish this place with no debt. We didn’t make that goal. We had to go into debt and now we will pay that as we go.

We finally finished this build/remodel in late May. I moved in and lived as sparsely as I’ve ever lived. Paper plates. No dresser for my clothes (I’ve successfully used cardboard boxes). Very few chairs, a borrowed pot and pan, no toaster, no washer or dryer and no TV. Everything we owned was in storage and Ninja would bring as much as he could every time he came. Im 58 years old. Let me just say that I am completely over hauling laundry to a laundromat either near SLA or at the campground. Over it, y’all.

We have been married nearly 41 years. Besides the washer and dryer, we have a good bit of stuff even though I pared it down a lot before we moved. Check this out: knowing how I needed furnishings and necessities, Ninja Man tirelessly loaded his truck after working 10 hour days (he had help only once) and drove the 3 1/2 hours from Savannah to our new home. He did this nearly every Friday for over four months.

He’s 64. There were bookcases and heavy boxes.

It’s a lot, y’all.

Fast forward to tonight. I can’t describe how tired we are. I’m too tired to cry. Too tired to put on my PJs. So I won’t do either.

Ninja Man and I left the RV (I was there to get some things done in Savannah) about 9:30 this morning. Instead of sleeping, I’d spent several hours being anxious about the SneakMobile being towed. Oh, I didn’t want to. I didn’t even expect to. It’s just a byproduct of being the sweet and loving control freak that I am.

Anyway, he drove the 26′ truck with The SneakMobile in tow. I drove his huge pickup truck.

Being the control freak that I am, I was surprised that once we were on the road, I really wasn’t worried at all. The SneakMobile is obedient, and followed along as if it we do this all the time.

Here we are challenging another U-Hauler to a duel.

Don’t worry, I never looked at my phone to take this picture. Seriously. It’s just a rare talent that I discovered shortly after the invention of picture-taking-phones.

Four hours later (only 30 extra minutes from our usual time) we were turning in at Six Little Acres.

Can I just tell y’all how big this is? Huge. Huge, y’all.

And that 26′ truck was filled, as momma would say, “to the gills.”

Having spent so much already, I put a call out on Facebook for help. Even though the offer was for pizza-compensation, we had folks eager to come at this crucial time.

Crucial because:

Both Ninja and I have issues with our right shoulders. Mine due to a hard fall on concrete, his a mystery injury. I asked him if he was with his shoulder at the time it was injured, he assured me he was. We have no clue what happened but he will get an MRI next week.

And can I just say that I saw my X-ray and I’m downright skinny up under all this fluff. Skinny bones. Yep. That’s me.

Anyway, here are a few pictures of the “during”. I will start on boxes tomorrow, right after I sleep until somebody makes me drag my drivin-all-over-the-dang-place-paper-plate-using-laundromat-hanging-out-whiney butt out of the bed.

And not a moment sooner.

Thanks for stopping by, and thank you all who have been praying for Baby Wren. Keep it up please, she has a ways to go yet.

God bless,

Kathy Bo.

This week at Six Little Acres 

Last week THESE didn’t pass inspection. There are MANY issues with these two sets of steps – including wood that isn’t supposed to touch the ground, handrails too wide and steps that are too far apart- and although they we given the specifications, the guys who built them didn’t look at any county requirements before taking our money and running. We DID require them to meet with the inspector and do what he said, and we thought that’s what happened but when the inspector came last week, he called out so many issues it made my head spin. 

“Bring those guys back!” You might say. Well, butter my butt and call me a biscuit, but just before they left they forgot how to speak English. 

I’m sure that can happen- like maybe they hit each other with some of those 4X4’s, or the sun baked that part of the brain that stores foreign languages, or maybe, just maybe, they never ever (in the year plus that we were dealing with them) COULD speak English and in my baby chemo stupor, I just imagined it all. 
Whatever possessed them to take advantage of us I’ll never know – but one thing is for sure, God knows us well. He knows that we needed every bit of help we could get and He will continue to bless us as we figure out how to rebuild those steps ourselves. FAITH, people! Won’t it be cool to see how God gets us through this? I mean JESUS WAS A CARPENTER- so as one can imagine, I’m pretty excited to see how this gets worked out. 

Beyond that, the inspector said we have to paint all the exterior plus caulk and trim where needed. Now THAT I can do. 

But y’all. Another area of contention is the dirt moving. We have to dig down a bit more. 

By hand. 

Because THIS thing has a $400 price tag to rent for 8 hours!At $400, we just cannot get that big ole thing back out here. 

But all is not sucky, bad, heartbreaking and dismal here at Six Little Acres- oh no it’s not!

Here are some of the good things happening:

  • We are doing as much as we can as often as we can and our daughter and FSIL are helping. 
  • Ninja Man had to leave the country but has returned and brought me airplane pajamas (who doesn’t want a pair of THOSE?!?!)
  • Ninja Man fell off the ladder and popped right back up again. (Hence “Ninja”)
  • We had both son and daughter (and her family) here helping last night. 
  • I mowed (and mowed and mowed) so the yard is only half ugly now. (Still construction debris hanging around)
  • I almost finished the wallpaper in the kitchen – there’s a wee bit more to do once the under cabinet lights are installed. Here’s our FS (favorite son) helping with some hardware- handsome fella, huh? 

Now I know those stairs are bugging y’all. They bug me too- but I have absolute faith that even if I have to do them myself, God will provide what I need – even if it’s YouTube and a box of Band-Aids. We can. We REALLY can. 

Faith y’all, that’s what it’s all about. Those steps, that dirt and some finishes on the exterior and we can move in. 

We are sooooo close. And SO very blessed. Please subscribe and watch for another post about the GATHERINGS here at Six Little Acres. It’s coming soon. 

And please “like” baby Wren’s Facebook page: Hope for Wren. She’s the reason we have seen so much of God’s blessings this past year. 

Thanks for stopping by! 

Kathy Bo 

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

Water. Yes, we have WATER!

You know there’s something so very special about a home with running water. It’s not like I – being raised in the suburbs of Atlanta- ever had to haul a bucket from the nearest spring, but dang Skippy, if we didn’t get some water up in there soon, I might have had to do just that! 

Drinking from the garden hose apparently will kill you dead, so we’ve been bringing in bottled water for over a year. One day Ninja Man got “uppity” and bought one of those styrofoam coolers and filled it with ice. We remember that cold-water-on-a-hot-day like it was yesterday. 

Wait. 

It WAS yesterday!

But today is a new day! A day filled with the sounds of not only flushing, but water running freely from a spigot. 

A red letter day indeed. 

Here’s my pride and joy- the IKEA sink. I love so many things about this sink. I think I’m in love. I mean, I can wash puppies and grandLittles in it! It’s multipurpose! I do love me some multipurpose. Y’all have no idea. More on that in future posts. 

Not only does the kitchen sink just make me beam like my kid won a blue ribbon at the county fair, but check out the master bath! There is water, y’all. 

Real water! Out of BOTH faucets! 

I am, without a doubt, certain that our plumber (the REAL plumber) (reference earlier post about the landscapers who said they were plumbers) ANYWAY, my bill had a snarky little note on it – something about furniture and holes getting cut in advance. All I can say is we had that conversation before he got started. So there. 

Ninja Man will delight in altering the drawers to fit back into their former drawer holes. I decided they can hold itty bitty things. The center of that “vanity” has several (3?) good sized drawers that will house necessities. 

Now. Y’all have to see my studio bath. 

When I say “miscommunication” just picture me talking into a box and no one freakin listening. Sometimes that happens- especially when one ALWAYS has an opinion (me). Anyway, the plan was to design this bathroom around THIS mirror frame (no mirror yet) and THIS “vanity”. the frame is too high because the outlets are too high and someone who CLEARLY was not in that box I was talking into, decided the vanity would be centered on that wall. While that sounds perfectly reasonable, I wanted it centered from the toilet’s perspective. In my plan, one could draw a straight line from toilet to sink. It would provide a visual ease to the room while also creating a cubby for storage on the far left side of said vanity. 

Besides, the special lighting fixture won’t fit at the top now. 

What we have now is a non traditional solution. Well, isn’t that what Six Little Acres is all about?!?! Hooray for consistency! The solution will be revealed in an upcoming post. Be sure to subscribe! 

Now this video is blurry but it’s the sight and sound of dang Skippy REAL water coming out of a real faucet! The plumber sent this before he snarked all over my bill. ​​Click here- and look closely! There’s water!

Wanna see the kitchen? Ohhh. I’m in love and it’s not even finished yet! BUT since my last post, the flooring is in as is the stove, fridge and dishwasher. Not to mention THE SINK! I know, I’m a bit crazy over stuff starting to actually function at Six Little Acres. Those of you who “know” appliances may note that I have a really nice fridge and a VERY basic stove. Why is that? Well, it’s pretty simple. My refrigerator skills far exceed my stove / oven skills. The sales dude tried to sell us a top of the line stove but I said I wanted the cheapest one he had. He gurruffed a wee bit as he took us to the dark corner of the store where I spied “it” and proclaimed loudly, “that’s IT!!!” 

Sales dude was not amused. 

Anyway, now that I can flush, wash, shower and bathe, this place is starting to look like a real home. At least on the INSIDE. Outside is a whole ‘nother story. 

Next up: doors. Some are like regular doors, some are sliding barn doors and still others are gonna work like saloon doors. 

Don’t miss it. We are moving right along. Well, I should say Ninja Man, our FSIL, the electrician and the plumber are all moving right along. I have the most important job of going with daughter for Baby Wren’s chemo. Heading home tomorrow for 14 days then back for the next round. Your prayers keep us going so please keep Wren and her family in prayer. 

Baby Wren heard her mommy praying over her, saying, “Please, God.” Wren began to whisper, “Bees Dod.” 

Yes. Bees Dod. 

Thanks for stopping by and may God bless you. 

Kathy Bo 

Commitment 

Commitment. 
It’s that feeling you get as soon as that bar is locked over your lap, just before the roller coaster starts moving. 

You feel it when they put that paper hat on your head just before surgery. 

No turning back, mister. You’re COMMITTED. 

As we were once we sunk a bit of cash into that double wide on Six Little Acres. 

But committed we were and committed we are. THIS, our contractor said, is going to be awesome. 

He really did say that. And I’m so excited now that we are getting the electrical done. Next is sheet rock, painting, flooring and the new kitchen. 

And then we get to move all our stuff in. 

Today we ordered the stove, fridge and all cabinetry for the kitchen. 

Can I just say I have a LOT more fun shopping second hand than new? Well I do. It’s the whole repurposing thing that I love love love! But we had to buy all new cabinets for the kitchen and let me just say I did not enjoy that process. I will love the kitchen, no doubt- but- as Momma used to say,”I’ll bet a dollar to a donut” I’ll find a whole kitchen for sale at a thrift store just minutes after installing these. That white piece is a drawer sample. I’m FINALLY getting a white kitchen! The perk here are the Corian counter tops. I picked out the cheapest one and it looks like sand so that will go well with my industrial chic / vintage nautical decor. 

That flooring sample there? Well, it MAY be the flooring that goes throughout the house. Not sure. Right now we bought enough for the bathrooms, just to see how we like it. We are going cheap on flooring and decide later if it really means so much to us to replace it. 

Windows. 

People. I hope you never have to buy windows. Ever. We are THOUSANDS into the windows (22 of them) and all I can say is they better never, ever let anything pass through that isn’t sweet sunshine and fall color. 

Storms? Lightening? Nope. I’m getting a refund. My house. My windows. My rules. Right? 

Ok, so maybe I won’t get to change out windows when icky weather rears its ugly face BUT I can close the blinds, right? One must take power where one can get it. 

Back to committing. 

Today I bought the hardware for the barn doors that slide.  Ohhhh. THAT was easy. The toughest part is waiting for them to be installed. 


I also bought a new mailbox! It’s white and will perch on a fancy white post. WHO KNEW I was a fancy mailbox post girl? I sure didn’t. 

Here’s the old one. I can’t even. 

Will it hold mail? Yes. Is it about to fall over? If those storms I mentioned earlier decide to drop in, this thing will most certainly fly like the wind. 

So I got this one 

I’m gonna spiffy it up when I get to my Silhouette. Oh yes I am. More on that later. 

So today we sit on the front porch at Six Little Acres, listening to the hammering and drilling that will make way for electrical wires. Next week it’s Sheetrock and paint. After that it’s flooring. 

We are getting there. 

Oh- one more thing- Brother Dave stopped by to see the new place! Sis Barb and her hubby Paul did too. But here’s my handsome bro and yours truly: 

Thanks for stopping by!

Be blessed! 

Kathy Bo 

PS: if you’re curious what’s on my shirt, it’s the Isle of Man TT Race. There really is an Isle of Man. Google it! 🙂 

Knock knock!

We have a door!

Well, actually two! I found the perfect door to slide between my studio and the small bathroom, and just down the road I found the second one, perfect for the living room wall that leads to my studio. BOTH were ridiculous bargains!

I’m now deciding what I should paint them with, or if I should paint or finish them at all. 

I know y’all wanna see them so….

The first one will be inside my crafting and sewing studio. It will slide open to a guest bath. Of course our guests will be welcome to use it, they just need to go through my studio. 

Works for us! 

I do plan to put a piece of frosted plastic “glass” in that big window. Real glass may not be practical when sliding the door from left to right. The frosted plastic glass will offer some privacy, but I will enjoy it tremendously as diffused light coming from a night light in the bathroom while I’m working in my studio. 

Lighting is a big part of the plan, by the way. I’m researching “all the things” so I can get the studio wired this week. It’s quite the task, having only had overhead lights before. 

SUGGESTION BOX IS OPEN! Please share any lighting knowledge you have in the comments below! Note: I have implants in my eyes due to early onset of cataracts back in my 40’s. Money spent on good lighting is a must. 

But back to the doors! Ok, so this is the front and will face my studio. 

All the hands that ever turned that door knob. I wish this door could tell me the stories! This is the back and will face the bathroom when closed, the wall when slid open. We are using sliding doors every where possible. And that little bell thing! Ninja Man is pretty sure he can fix it. That would be so stinkin’ cool! 

I brought it home in my car. And to the left is a cute table I had to have in order to live a normal life. (You can see it better in the first picture just behind the door). Y’all. It was barely $20. A great find! Now for the next door!

This big guy will also be a sliding door, placed in the living room, leading to the studio. 

This is the other side of it and will probably be the side that goes against the wall. The doorknobs will have to be removed on the back sides in order for the panels to slide back and forth (see my earlier post about the barn doors). By the way, those boxes falling out of my car are from a sweet friend – a great solution toward packing up my studio and sewing room! So, dear readers, I’m gonna ask you to weigh in on something….
What color shall I paint them? 

Should I leave them as is? 

I’m going with a coastal French nautical theme in the living room so driftwood may be nice. 

I almost wonder if I need to live with them a while before deciding! Either way, please comment below if you have paint / finish and or lighting ideas! 

Thank you for visiting! 

God bless!

“Behold, I stand at the door and knock; if anyone hears My voice and opens the door, I will come in to him and will dine with him, and he with Me.” Revelation 3:20

Kathy Bo