All in good time......

Hate to admit this, but it was good to be back at work today.

I started off at about 4:30 this morning thinking I would never make it through the day, but then, I never was a morning person. My best work is usually done somewhere between 10:30 pm and 3 am. I am indeed a night owl.

I really DO have difficulty getting OUT of bed in the mornings. It is not that I am not awake, I am. I just hate getting out. Most days anyways. There are some mornings, (like on the days I am heading to Disneyland!), I pop right out of bed like a piece of toast in an over sprung toaster. And then there are days such as today, (most days), where I feel like just staying in bed and sleeping until the Rapture.

Which is rather awkward when you are in Occupational Therapy and work with patients in a nursing home that gets them up at the butt crack of dawn. If you are going to re-train them in the art of caring for oneself after having a stroke or pacemaker, or heart attack you have to be there at the butt crack of dawn also.

What. Was. I. THINKING???

(Most likely money.) Still the bright side is you get out early and still have lots of daylight to do whatever it is you want to do with your life. Which is what happened today.

YAYNESS!!!

And so today I moved most of the garden fencing over to the new place, moved that icky, funky, outdated carpeting out to the porch to be carted away when I get the flatbed over there, swept up the majority of the carpet crap and dust bunnies and got the first storeroom ready for all the boxes I have yet to pack. Well okay, I have SOME boxes packed, but a great many to complete also. In the meantime, the cats are having a great time popping in and out of the boxes I have stacked everywhere.

I will have to replace the turbine on the roof before I start bringing boxes in though. I looked up today and noticed, (YIKES!) the vent hole with no turbine on it. Ran outside the shed and lo and behold, there it was, sitting on it's head on the ground. I think some gorilla glue may be in order.

If you have not yet guessed, I am NOT Bob Villa or even Martha Stewart. I have little experience in construction, let alone electrical know-how, plumbing or working with drywall. But I am about to learn.

The undertaking of this HUGE project may be the undertaking of my life. Literally.

I know just enough about what I am doing to make it REALLY scary, but I am plunging in anyways and really! Does anyone ever TRULY know what the heck they are getting into and doing? But hope and optimism spring eternal in my heart and I dream of being a little more self reliant. Eating a little more ORGANIC food grown by myself. Creating a home where I do not have to consider the fact that pink is a feminine color that my husband won't like in the living room, AND having enough acreage to save 20 horses instead of just the SIX I have now. (I have 6 rescued or abandoned horses).....(I have 10 altogether, IF I count my Studley DoRight visitor Bo.)

And besides. What the heck else am I going to do? All in good time, Ms Cate....ALL in good time!