Quadrupeds like this one, born in March, will be our new neighbors in June.
I offer here a bit of unsolicited advice, should you be so foolish as to take on the following simultaneously: a high-energy job, graduate school, remodeling not one but two bathrooms at the same time, learning how to blog, becomming a landlord, planning for a farm, and keeping your sanity — over a period of about two months.
Here’s what can happen, in just two weeks of that timeframe. First, the remodeling gods will laugh at you and throw hideous problems in your way like a poured shower pan of concrete that can’t be replaced by something prefab/standard. The washing machine breaks, followed by a toilet that sponteously cracks in half, stem to stern. Then the compressor goes out in the fridge, what my repairman humorously called “a massive stroke” from which it will not recover (that was $53, just to get the death certificate). I swear it’s like we’re on some Truman-like stage, being toyed with (I picture it as the work of evil cats and don’t ask why).
I first wrote about a pending transition to a more rural life in March. Now it’s May, we are closer to deadline for moving out of our house and to the farm. We’re excited to get out there and get started. I’m hoping the moving gods will be more kind than the remodeling gods. -Jen
