first snow

What a low day today for me.  Probably the cold grey and snow, I dunno.  I just feel like nothing is worth putting any energy into.  I don't feel like my mind and body would have the ability.  Well my body, probably.  My mind, however, doesn't want to focus, to think, or to do, but does want to be amused and excited!
So it snowed.  Till this moment I presumed all the roads out there are sheets of ice but then I realized as soon as I got out of my residential neighborhood the well-trafficked roads will all be clear.  The ground isn't frozen yet and tires and engines warm the asphalt.  So I should consider shopping for wool.  That would be fun.  I want something suitable for the warp for my green sweater.  I got this amazing yarn years ago for my first loom and wove a small patch of fabric with it.  Said fabric was so poorly woven I spent yesterday tearing it apart.
If I'm to warp up 3m at a time, however, I need a thin strong wool, preferably white, and only have two balls of it here.  Enough to warp up once I suppose, but I doubt it'll do two.  I'll have to examine the bank account, see if there's enough for wool as well as a grocery run.  I must do that tomorrow.  I may put the wool and groceries into the same errand anyway.  Need fuel in my car anyway.
And an incoming text from Dan says there's not enough because he just spent it on a new router.  We need a new router, the current one is extremely flakey.
I guess he's only putting in a half day again.  He's been doing that all week.  From working till 10pm to being here on my nerves most of the day.
I put a design together, lemme see if I can upload a picture:








That worked!  So I made models of the things I needed to fit in there.  First the pictures, appliances, and sam's cage, then I selected existing furniture I thought would be useful, the table, the banquet, and my rosewood dresser I'm loathe to lose.  I arranged them around and around, fitting into 7'wx10'h and finding out the shortest possible trailer I could make do with.  The result is pretty on the outside but dismal on the inside.  The only modern comfort is an infrared wall heater. I can't make room for a bathroom or any kind of proper kitchen prep area.  I'll have to wall in the porch area, or a portion of it, to create space for a composting toilet if I wish to have anyone visit (I'm not sure I do) and do any bathing or serious cooking out there.  I'm planning a simple 18" slice off the bottom of a blue plastic barrel for a tub.  Then there's a variety of ways I might do the water.  I could boil enough in a large kettle for a bath, use it as a rinsing receptable, have a floor that drains and just shower cold out there, or even use some kind of camping shower gear, if I can afford it.
I decided I'd need a trailer I can pack and move into swiftly.  Once Dan sees me start building I expect I won't get much time to finish and liquidate the property and get out.  I expect he'll pack up and fuck off rather suddenly, unless he's feeling really mean, and then he might just step up the meanness and become violent or interfering.   Either way, I'll want to finish insulating, wiring, and cladding the walls quickly, paint and flooring, and get my crap in.  The floor can't be textiles since I'll only have a broom for cleaning, no vacuum. It's my idea that my little cargo teardrop will tow behind the tiny house, the car fits in the porch (shown above) and I need $$ to hire a uhaul to move me elsewhere.  
I try not to think too hard about the liquidating job.  HOW?  How in the actual world am I to sell all this?  I'm hoping to hire someone like that company named after it's phone number to clean out the house and give me some money for my stuff, but I don't know if there's anyone who does that.  Do they just expect to get your stuff free?  And selling the house, that'll be heart breaking for me because I know the trees will all get killed.  I've made friends with those trees, both those I planted, and those I met here.  Developers wipe out all the trees.  Level the yard.  Then they either sell it on or build something and plant new perfectly placed trees, just a few, and lots of boring green sod.  Bam, one wilderness refuge vanishes in a week.  it breaks my heart and I don't know what to do.  Tom keeps hoping things will conspire to let him buy this place and so do I.  I would certainly adjust the accepting price down for him but the truth is, we're too deep in debt for much generosity and he's too poor anyway.  Only if his mother dies and leaves him with her savings and that condo will he have the purchasing power needed.
Hey, my new win10 task bar suddenly went from black to green.  Does that mean it's cycling? I just check out the personalization options on that.  Okay, before Dan comes home with his new router I should end this.

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