I have been going full tilt for some time now, readying the bed and breakfast house for the content to return. The insurance company will pay only fifteen dollars per hour for moving help and unpacking, but so far, I have not found anyone willing to work for that. I did hire two young people at ten dollars an hour and they were helpful, but that was out of my own pocket. If I am paying via the insurance company, there are rules to follow.
There is farm work that has been neglected terribly too. Lots of yard clean up needs doing, a bit of fence mending, and lots of tending to the animals, such as trimming hooves, checking for worms, separating the male lambs ( I did the goats) and still two areas in the pens have not been cleaned and readied for winter.
But, at the end of these days, I am really tired and ready for bed. The old clawfoot tub waits for me to soak the bones and then sleep calls me. I have sorted many boxes so far, with lots of things to give away and some to sell. The books are my main dilemma. I must have around 1000 books! I would like to donate them to a small community to start a library and did find one interested, however; they backed out because there was no one to catalogue all the books. What does one do with so many books?
At any rate, sleep calls. The sea can is empty, but the next load comes from Lloyminster tomorrow where it has been in storage and there may even be a third load thereafter depending on how much they fit in the sea can. The majority of the furniture is already accounted for, so it will only be contents. My little house if bursting at the seams primarily because all those books are in it, plus the sewing, the knitting, the wool for felting, the wool carder and picker, art supplies and the fabrics... and the list goes on and on. I suppose I could just watch TV like other folks and not do things instead. Well, maybe, I suppose not. That would just not be me.
And I got 20 pounds of blueberries today, wild, fresh picked from a lady who comes every year to sell them to me. I need to make some pickles and freeze the berries tomorrow and start drying the herbs too. Oy. I need 5 more hands and more hours of the day..that is unless you are coming over to help.
There is farm work that has been neglected terribly too. Lots of yard clean up needs doing, a bit of fence mending, and lots of tending to the animals, such as trimming hooves, checking for worms, separating the male lambs ( I did the goats) and still two areas in the pens have not been cleaned and readied for winter.
But, at the end of these days, I am really tired and ready for bed. The old clawfoot tub waits for me to soak the bones and then sleep calls me. I have sorted many boxes so far, with lots of things to give away and some to sell. The books are my main dilemma. I must have around 1000 books! I would like to donate them to a small community to start a library and did find one interested, however; they backed out because there was no one to catalogue all the books. What does one do with so many books?
At any rate, sleep calls. The sea can is empty, but the next load comes from Lloyminster tomorrow where it has been in storage and there may even be a third load thereafter depending on how much they fit in the sea can. The majority of the furniture is already accounted for, so it will only be contents. My little house if bursting at the seams primarily because all those books are in it, plus the sewing, the knitting, the wool for felting, the wool carder and picker, art supplies and the fabrics... and the list goes on and on. I suppose I could just watch TV like other folks and not do things instead. Well, maybe, I suppose not. That would just not be me.
And I got 20 pounds of blueberries today, wild, fresh picked from a lady who comes every year to sell them to me. I need to make some pickles and freeze the berries tomorrow and start drying the herbs too. Oy. I need 5 more hands and more hours of the day..that is unless you are coming over to help.
Cucumbers waiting in the sink to be pickled.
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