Took this while off sick yesterday. Dad and Bastian sleeping under a tree together.

We looked at a house last month that we both ‘liked’ but were going to look around more to see if we found something we loved. Obviously that time hasn’t come yet (or rather, it did and they wouldn’t come down in price), so we’re going back to the house we liked this Saturday to give it another look. After that we will most likely set up a bid for the property. It’s already priced below my price range, so I know I can afford it (and will probably get it slightly cheaper than that, even).

The only issue is whether or not it passes FHA inspection, which we are possibly finding a way to work around.

It’s a fixer-upper old-time house, but livable, and certainly in better shape than the house we had before. I’ve already had so many plans and upgrades swimming through my brain that I could do to it. The two first and foremost things are going to be rain gutters and new paint, cause right now it has no rain gutters, and the walls are in fairly poor condition (you can see the outlines of all the pictures they had hung up, just very dirty and a lot of it is….gray).

So we’ll see, I’ve had this one in the back of my mind for a while, my father has as well. We’ve both had dreams about the house since we visited it too. So it may very well be the one.

The best part is, it’s a lot closer to the Grove, and still the same amount of driving distance to work, while still remaining close enough to family here in Orrtanna. It’s in the ideal location. It also has a barn and enough land to have a garden. It has a big oak tree that I love, and the farmhouse on one side of it apparently stays empty most of the time while the owner is away. The only thing I -didn’t- like about it, is it’s not as private. Still, it’s private enough, and I’m sure I’ll be planting a lot of trees.

Stop coming over to talk to us about how it sucks that we’re leaving, thus taking an hour out of our day each time that we could be using to pack.

Last night you took 2 hours! Today you’re already taking an hour! Shut up and help pack if you’re insisting on coming over, but the more you keep coming over to chit chat the less work we get done to get out of here on time.

Dad has an ulcer on his leg again. No doubt from all the physical labor of having to rush around and move a farm in 30 days due to these bastards. After all that time and money spent in the hyperbaric chamber to get him fully healed, we have to start all over again.

I’m heartbroken. I’ll pay whatever it takes.

I’m going to buy him some new circulation socks, even though he says he’s not going to worry about it until after the move. I mentioned that maybe we should start the hyperbaric treatments again, but he said there’s no point until after we move.

The neighbors want to throw us a going away cookout on Saturday. I don’t think we’ll be able to go, simply because we want to be out of here soon.