THIS WEEK IN REFLECTION
Last Sunday we met up with our neighbor, who is now 88, and her “kids” to discuss lawn stuff. Turns out, the old lady has a zero-turn mower, leaf-picker-upper doodad, wheelbarrow, wagon, snow plow, roller, hedge trimmer, and various and sundry lawn gear. She pays some 21-year-old bank teller $100 per week to do her lawn. Long gone are the days of the neighbor kid doing your whole yard for a $20 and a glass of lemonade, I suppose??
The thing is, the lovely old lady neighbor has no place to store all this stuff; it had been in a shed we now own (remember, this was one big plot of land with two houses, and we bought all the land and one house). So, we worked out a deal that she just gives us this stuff, we keep it at our place, and in exchange we care for her lawn until…well, it was implied until she dies. And then she said, “I can’t mow in heaven,” so I was glad we were all on the same page and had a good laugh.
Tuesday, Nick and I went to wander around outside the house. We bought it in the winter, meaning everything had snow on it, so we walked the entire field and followed the surveyor’s property markers. Oddly, our other neighbor has both a satellite dish and fence on our side of things, but we were also informed this is neighbor is a new owner after a foreclosure, meaning for them the house came with that stuff in the wrong place.
As we walked back toward the house, we were approached by some curious neighbors.
I think there are four horses, but these are the ones that followed us. We learned they are rescue horses and that their owner is “different.” Uhhhh, wut? We learned what that means yesterday (Saturday) when he ran over to our house to say hello and ask if he could farm our field. We said we already talked with the handsome farmer, and the horse owner was bummed. He said that the 88-year-old former owner would not “work with him” because he wants to put hay in the field and not pay rent because he doesn’t make money on it. To which I say “LOL.” We’ve even heard stories of the handsome farmer trying to help him save his hay crop the one year he was allowed to do it, and it only needed saving because he didn’t do soil samples or follow what could be planted that year.
Throughout the week the interior of the house was being painted the Dorian Gray (Grey?) I mentioned last week. Just as the wall guy finished, he called me in a mild tizzy. I suppose as an artist it just bothered him that we didn’t pay to have the wood trim and doors painted, too. It just doesn’t bring the house together, dang it! And it looks bad! Well, okiedokie, wall guy. And so we paid more money to make his decorator’s heart happy and though I kid, we are happy with the more modern look. Hey, he’s passionate and does wall stuff for a living, so he can give me all sorts of advice.
Yesterday (Saturday) we started taking some things to the house. We can do it bit by bit because A) our apartment is just under 3 miles away and B) our apartment lease runs out June 30th, although I’d rather it ended sooner because there is a friggen determined woodpecker in the heating duct, and did you know that a bird hammering his dumb head on metal is really loud???
Somewhere in this week I went to a dermatologist and got poked a lot. Aging, am I right?
THIS WEEK’S BLOG POST
I am so thankful for all the conversation around the book Demystifying Disability by Emily Ladau. While I appreciate the work the disability activists do to make space for people with physical and mental disabilities, I was curious about who is both included and highlighted. Some of my more recent posts in which I’m “thinking out loud” about the book do sound more like reviews, but my post about Ladau’s book brought back in my experiences, this time with the disabled community. Thank you for your involvement with my post!
I will say I wonder if more chatter from you is a result of how I write the post or because I’m now writing one book post per week. Bill @ The Australian Legend mentioned that he prefers two posts (total, I believe) per week, and I realized that when I’m looking at your blogs, I also agree that two posts per week is about what I can keep up on. What are your thoughts on this topic?
NEXT WEEK’S BLOG POST
Today (Sunday) I’m going to meet up with Biscuit and Lou @ Lou Lou Reads via Zoom to discuss Little Women and Good Wives by Louisa May Alcott. I chose this novel because it was in my TBR box (a literal plastic tub in my closet), and I probably bought it second-hand because it’s a classic. I have fairly strong feelings about these books, and I can’t wait to see what my fellow readers think. Review Wednesday.
BOOKS ADDED TO THE TBR PILE
Owned Books on TBR at Beginning of Year: 202
Owned Books on TBR Last Week: 186
Owned Books on TBR Today: 182 (I think a couple of these were just books I got rid of, but I finished two!)
Thanks to Cupcakes & Machetes for bringing the Fell novel to my attention! I am so grateful when you guys see books and think of me. I shouldn’t be surprised that this happens a lot.