The last morning of our Houston trip Allie-14 jumped and rolled her ankle. I had just taken her to the doctor the week before for a sprained foot, so when I showed up at the doctor's office Monday, it was like deja vu. We spent the rest of the afternoon waiting for x-rays and waiting to be told no, it wasn't broken. Bummer to have an ankle swollen up the size of a ripe pear just to be told, "Stay off of it."
Since we are moving 30 miles north of civilization soon, I've been trying to get all of our other appointments in. Yesterday it was Libby-10 and Ruthie-4's turn for checkups. I walked in and the pediatrician asked, "Who's hurt this time?" That's what I get for coming in three times in five days.
By the way, Ruthie's bangs ARE precious, although I'd forgotten about her enormous cowlick that complicates the matter of curly bangs. It will be back to headbands and teensy butterfly clips very soon.
Today I am going to our Future Small Town to look at a couple of "Plan B's" in case the Crazy House does not pan out (we are still negotiating, but, lest one forget we are in rural Texas, I remind you, we are in rural Texas. As the old man says in Toy Story 2, "You cain't rush art.").
One Plan B house is a 1962 gem that looks from the pictures like it's been added on to at least twice. "Rambler" is a nice word for it. It is a foreclosure on 1 1/2 acres right next to a new subdivision, so it will either be surrounded by homes or be zoned commercial in the next 10 years. Either way, it could be a good investment if we could force ourselves to look at it that way, and if we could stand it if a 7-11 were built across the street.
The other Plan B house is one that has a 17X10 foot laundry room. It would be a dream come true, if it weren't so obvious they had converted it from the formal living room. Nice to walk in the entry and hear the Maytag purring, don't you think?
We are also looking at rentals. I am surprisingly okay with this. Our second POD will be here Friday, so we can just keep what we need for the next month out, and the rest will be waiting for us when we are ready.
Needless to say, we have been very busy. I am behind in virtually every area of my life, from laundry to bill paying to cleaning to email to phone calls.
I'm back to using my M.O. of using pockets of time. Back when all of our kids were little, I kept a running list of things I could do in 10 minutes or less, because that's usually all I had before getting interrupted (again). Right now I'm using pockets of time to pack an occasional box, pot some perennials, pay bills, clean a sink, and start dinner, to name a few.
It's not quite the same as the luxury of hours to plow through a project, but it works surprisingly well. This blog post took me 15 minutes, so I'm behind again. Rats. I'll have to make it up by making phone calls from the car...