Yup, upheaval and chaos wins the day! There are changes afoot. And I don't like it. We are moving. Not to the Broken Badger in Bickleton. Waaaah!
I feel the need to be honest to ya'll about this. (I have always believed that it is easier to tell the truth than to work your way out of a lie. Unfortunately, that seems to also apply to censoring myself, revealing my emotions, and simple omissions of fact. Yes, I'm sure I should see a doctor about this, but that's not on my list of things to do right now.) We are not moving because we found a better location, or a better deal. It is simply because of the economy. The big, bad, sucky economy. We cannot afford to stay where we are anymore. I feel a bit better talking about this because the more I talk to my friends; the more I realize that there are a lot of people in the same situation! I think we are conditioned to not reveal the negatives to people, so we feel very isolated and alone; but by being honest with others, we can find support and understanding! Through these conversations I have found people that have moved all the way across the country to move in with family, people that are selling belongings (artwork, motorcycles) to just try to get along, and a friend that has a family living in a travel trailer in front of her house. I seriously endorse talking about things that make you uncomfortable (with people you trust); you might be surprised to find that you are not alone.
So anyway. We are leaving our little 2 acres on the outskirts of town. And having to pack up 3 ½ years of accumulation. (How do two people get this much STUFF?) Two weeks of packing and garage sales have left me tired of things. I just want a loin cloth, a knife and a pot to cook in and I'll be fine. My new neighbors may not approve though! Yes, we have found a new place, which was a huge concern for us. In the Portland Metro area, there are not many places that will take a dog, a cat & 19 chickens, have space for our trucks, trailer & flatbed, and that are basically free. Nope, I checked Craigslist under "Free" and there really aren't any places to live. We lucked into a friend that has a house not too far from where we are now. The house has been empty for a couple years and is a pretty bad state of disrepair, so my husband's labor and a smidge of cash will cover the rent. I have to say we are lucky because of the little things – we get to keep our chickens and there is a dry place to park the Jeep. We don't get exclusive use of the property (the barn and outbuildings are completely full, it is used as parking for the construction business rigs and the kids use the property to ride their dirt bikes), but who am I to look a gift horse in the mouth?!? I really just thank God for giving us a little break. With some luck and hard work the next move we make may just be up to the Broken Badger!
So cross your fingers for us and I'll keep you posted. Feel free to share your chaos stories – I won't judge you!
I feel the need to be honest to ya'll about this. (I have always believed that it is easier to tell the truth than to work your way out of a lie. Unfortunately, that seems to also apply to censoring myself, revealing my emotions, and simple omissions of fact. Yes, I'm sure I should see a doctor about this, but that's not on my list of things to do right now.) We are not moving because we found a better location, or a better deal. It is simply because of the economy. The big, bad, sucky economy. We cannot afford to stay where we are anymore. I feel a bit better talking about this because the more I talk to my friends; the more I realize that there are a lot of people in the same situation! I think we are conditioned to not reveal the negatives to people, so we feel very isolated and alone; but by being honest with others, we can find support and understanding! Through these conversations I have found people that have moved all the way across the country to move in with family, people that are selling belongings (artwork, motorcycles) to just try to get along, and a friend that has a family living in a travel trailer in front of her house. I seriously endorse talking about things that make you uncomfortable (with people you trust); you might be surprised to find that you are not alone.
So anyway. We are leaving our little 2 acres on the outskirts of town. And having to pack up 3 ½ years of accumulation. (How do two people get this much STUFF?) Two weeks of packing and garage sales have left me tired of things. I just want a loin cloth, a knife and a pot to cook in and I'll be fine. My new neighbors may not approve though! Yes, we have found a new place, which was a huge concern for us. In the Portland Metro area, there are not many places that will take a dog, a cat & 19 chickens, have space for our trucks, trailer & flatbed, and that are basically free. Nope, I checked Craigslist under "Free" and there really aren't any places to live. We lucked into a friend that has a house not too far from where we are now. The house has been empty for a couple years and is a pretty bad state of disrepair, so my husband's labor and a smidge of cash will cover the rent. I have to say we are lucky because of the little things – we get to keep our chickens and there is a dry place to park the Jeep. We don't get exclusive use of the property (the barn and outbuildings are completely full, it is used as parking for the construction business rigs and the kids use the property to ride their dirt bikes), but who am I to look a gift horse in the mouth?!? I really just thank God for giving us a little break. With some luck and hard work the next move we make may just be up to the Broken Badger!
So cross your fingers for us and I'll keep you posted. Feel free to share your chaos stories – I won't judge you!
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