Wed-10-Jun-2009 - Still looking ....
Well, the farm we were looking at ... has a contract on it already. Under negotiation. So, it's kinda not in the running anymore. Our runner-up canidate? Has THREE contracts on it! One, under negotation.
Can you say "SLAM"? That was God closing a door. It didn't feel that gentle, but whatever. My perception as a human is screwy anyway. At least He made it really clear!
So, I'm house-hunting. Combing through the MLS as much as I can.
I wish there was an easier way to find for-sell-by-owners! *sigh* I'd much rather work with an individual!
There are a couple of potentials on the plate, but neither as "secluded" as I would like. I probably sound like a recluse when I wax poetic on not having people within shout'in distance. Let alone a stone's throw, or as my husband would say "spitt'in distance". LOL
There are tecnically four or five possiblities, but I'm not too excited about any of them, each has their own issue that makes it not perfect. Of course!!! I don't expect something that meets all our criteria. It's interesting what we're having to work around, though. I'm trying to consider all possibilities and let the home speak for itself. So we're looking at a few long shots mixed in there, too.
My guess is that the Lord has a house for us. I don't think I could handle losing my husband to work on a house all the time while our children are all little.
So. Anyone who is still following this poor, rarily updated blog, please be praying we find the right house. And that God makes it very, very clear where we are supposed to be. And that moving in with J's parents on Friday doesn't make me panic and leap for anything. That we find what we want despite the pressure from all the other fringe parties that all think we should be looking at this, that and the other.
I really covet ya'lls prayers.
Thank you,
Ashley - who is one step closer to the country, but tecnically homeless and bobbing back and forth from a blissful "God has a plan, and I'll manage okay sharing a house because He's surely going to show us where we are to live super, duper soon, right?" to a shrill "ABANDON SHIP!!!! FIND A HOUSE, FIND A HOUSE! ANY HOUSE! *wheeze, gasp, choke* Where is my brown bag to breath into?!?!"
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Tue-21-Apr-2009 - I'm sewing!
I really want to blog. I really do.
The problem is, I want to sew more than I want to blog.
And I know, I know, I even have blogging commitments.
Like, how on earth do I spend the rest of my day???
But, I'm learning to sew, and I find it captivating. I've always, always wanted to learn to sew.
It is very very VERY hard for me to "think in fabric".
I find myself cutting, then re-cutting pieces of fabric. Ripping out seams. Pinning things wrong.
The boys touch my machine and I sit down and realize I'm sewing some fancy-smanchy stitch ... when I'm not supposed to be!
I find myself concentrating very hard. I'm growing my brain or something, I'm sure. I don't think anything has been this hard since I took college algebra.
It is truely staggering how many mistakes there are to make sewing!
But I'm addicted anyway.
~Ashley~
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Tue-31-Mar-2009 - Hello!
It feels like months have passed since I last posted.
When the heat is on, I'm convinced I melt. If it were up to me, I couldn't hold it together long enough to put forth a united effort to get out to the country.
I try to tell myself it has something to do with having a two month old, and that I've moved minor mountains in the last month, but the fact is I really don't have much of an excuse. The last month I've been pretty dreadful to be around, interspersed with "good" days where I try really hard to have a better additude.
Each time I fail it gets worse than the last time.
Yesterday was the worst, but then again I accomplished so much that I guess it doesn't matter if I was in despair most of the day. I rounded a corner, and I think from here on out the overwhelmed feeling is gone. Life is coming at me in a managable-size portion . . . again!
You wouldn't believe what our house looks like. Closets are pretty much empty. I went through every dresser, every plastic tub of clothing. I packed up 95% of my books for storage and my bookcases are gone. The piano is absent, Edens' cradle, the spare room vanished and a good portion of the boy's toys.
All of my crochet stuff is gone; most of my sewing projects, anything I didn't think I would use for the next few months, including things like wide, clear tape ... gone. I kept batteries and Scotch tape. I go to reach for stuff, and it's gone.
We gave so much stuff to Goodwill ....
My blender finally bit the dust from grinding too much grain. What did ya'll think I meant when I said I rely on blender pancakes? That I dump all of my ingredients in a blender because I'm too lazy to stir them with a spoon? No, they are easy because the blender grinds the grain (any blender that crushes ice should do okay, mine didn't have a setting for ice) and I make my pancakes the night before, when Jonathan is around and life seems more managable.
It was like packing to move. All my pictures, everything I had in a frame .... poof. My pots and pans are under the counter instead of hanging where I can see them. That sucks. I know probably everybody does that, but if you ever get a chance to own a pot rack, you won't want to go back. I've had one for 5 years, and to stack them all together is crummy. I practically have to kneel down to find what I want ... slows my cooking down. *sigh*
I miss my house. I miss how relaxed it used to be, the nice slow, even tempo. Puncuated every now and then by "busy". But almost never ever an entire month of "busy". The last month has been like ... insanely busy.
But I did it. Somehow and someway, I did it. I've never done so much with a baby so young. Eden is on a pretty good scedule now, probably out of necessity. It's been good for her, and yet I feel guilty. I've not had much time to just sit around and hold her, and that makes me melancoly.
I have a feeling things are about to slow down a bit again, at least for a little while. Hey, I'm blogging, aren't I? *smile*
~Ashley~
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