An offer they [might] refuse

March 2, 201324 Comments

We are on pins and needles again. We have now made our offer on the new Farmlet! We hope they accept it, but they could counter-offer or even refuse.

So, now we wait!

A view from the upper paddock

“…The waiting is the hardest part
Every day you see one more card
You take it on faith, you take it to the heart
The waiting is the hardest part…”

~Tom Petty~

I know Tom was on another wavelength when he wrote these words, but they seem apropos to the way we are feeling right now. 😉

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Rejected: Six Reasons Why You Aren’t Getting Your Offer Accepted (bayarearealestatetrends.com)

The next steps taken

February 22, 2013February 22, 201346 Comments

We have applied for the loan, paid for the appraisal of our home, made an offer on the Appalachian hills Farmlet, are waiting for the appraiser to call and schedule, and I am not sleeping!

I can’t stand the suspense and I am well and truly worn out. I have tried all my best tricks to get to sleep, but it is not working.

My best sleeping tricks:

Turn on Debussy low when going to bed. (normally this works)
When number one does not work then get up and drink camomile tea while reading the *LOTR. Usually this always works!

Not this time.

“Dear three AM, we have got to stop meeting this way. I would much rather sleep with you.” ~ anonymous ~

What works for you when you can’t sleep at night?

ZzZzZ

*LOTR: The Lord of the Rings

Hoo-Boy with pictures: think happy thoughts, think happy thoughts… (pixilatedtoo.wordpress.com)
Z is for Zephyr – Debussy’s Zephyr (notesfromapianist.wordpress.com)

This and that.

February 19, 201325 Comments

The application for the mortgage is in. Now we wait.

The chickens are back to laying again!

Fresh eggs anyone?

(!!!)

Late last week it got down to about 23 degrees overnight. It has taken me five years of living here to figure out to fill the water buckets the night before, and then just break the ice the next morning! WAY easier than hauling three gallon water buckets from the bathroom out to the goose run.

Recently, my friend Lori of Day by Day the Farm Girl Way wrote a post about how water freezes and its delicate nature HERE

Well, there is certainly nothing delicate about these 3 x 3 inch quite pointy formations, now is there? 😉

How did that happen?

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Polly has a secret. Shhh…

And Frellnick is a very overprotective father to be!

He looks so threatening, doesn’t he? But he is all show with me. Georgie on the other hand has been getting his ‘tail feathers’ whupped this past week.

Sadly, I have had to separate them again. 😦

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In the meantime, I have finally calmed down from the excitement of new Farmlet buying. So now I wait for a house appraisal, thoroughly CLEAN the aforementioned house in preparation for a very special visitor (who flies in for a weeks stay next month) and watch for Polly to begin setting in earnest!

So much is happening over the next four weeks!

Don’t you agree?

Why a water bucket can make you think (sharvin101.wordpress.com)

Late news and putting it all into perspective

February 15, 2013February 15, 201320 Comments

“It all began with a 5:00am phone call from my neighbor, but I’ll get to that in tomorrow’s post.”

I said that over ten days ago and never followed through. I’m sorry. Here’s what happened immediately following that 5:00 AM call!

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My neighbor called me and in a flat voice said,

“Lynda, if you look out your back window you’ll see the house on fire.”

Bleary-eyed, foggy headed, and half asleep I am jolted into the here and now. I go to the dining room window to see her house, but it is not burning. Then, to my left I see the flames…

They are directly behind the woods and shooting easily 100 feet into the predawn sky! Dazed, I hear her continue; something about being woke up, a cell phone, and more. I thank her for calling and we hang up.

Still a bit dazed, I begin to wonder why she called me so early in the morning when clearly both she and I, her’s and mine, are not in any danger. Then I get it. She want’s me to pray for the family whose house is afire. DUH! We had no way at that time to know if the family was OK, or if they all got out in time.

We listened for the news on TV, heard that the road was blocked off for the fire crews, and saw a momentary shot of the house, fire trucks, and an ambulance. Later in the day we drove by, on the way to the hospital for my eye injury, and would see the gutted wreckage. There were at least twenty cars pulled up onto the front lawn. Family and friends, folks from church, all there to sift through the mess and to collect anything salvageable for the family. I doubt there was much. Taking one look caused me to cry and exclaim, “It’s so sad!” To which Bob replied, “They have a lot of friends. They will be OK.” Blessedly, that evening we would hear that although the house was a total loss, the family had gotten out in time.

I tend to write about so many things. I try to keep it fun and not complain too much, but sometimes it all gets the better of me.

However, events like this…