Faith restored

Today I did not have to get up to the sound of the alarm clock.  We decided we deserved, and needed, to sleep in.  But I woke up about 7:30 and although it might be considered early it was certainly late compared with the 4am of the day before!

As I slowly began my day I started to finish up the packing in my room.  I became aware of an odd sound and looked out of the window.  There was a big truck positioning my  skip!  Can you believe it?  On a holiday?  I was so happy and thankful.  I went out to tell the guy how much I appreciated him bringing the skip out on the holiday and he just smiled and said sorry he didn’t make it yesterday.

Sometimes there are really good people out there, and good companies.


One of the joys of living in the country is that we have no rubbish collection.  I burn what I can, recycle what I can (but here you can only recycle #1 and #2 plastic, paper/cardboard and cans).  The rest of your stuff?  That can be a problem.

Locally there is a company who rents out rubbish containers – little skips like many restaurants use.  They also have bigger ones and huge ones.  Well, several months ago I got one.  It’s two cubic yards (for you engineers out there, and for the rest of you that means it’s rather small for a skip) and usually I can go 3 or 4 months without it being emptied.  Now that we are moving I decided that it might be a good idea to have them replace this little one with a medium sized one (about 3 times the size) so I stopped by the office earlier this week to arrange it.  Not a problem, but since they only come my way once a week it would have to wait until Friday.  No problem, says I and then I paid for it.

Well, today has come and all but gone, and in spite of a reassuring telephone call with them I have no replacement skip.  And my little one is full to over-flowing.  Since we leave next Friday I’m going to have to go to town Monday and do some serious begging!!

Next place I live will have city/town/village sponsored rubbish pick up at least weekly!

Under offer

Yes, that is correct.  I received, and accepted, an offer on my place today.  It’s a good offer, but it has a couple of contingencies to it so I’m not going to celebrate just yet.  Way too early in the game.

The packing continues but we are nearly done.  Tomorrow is going to be filled with a bunch of errands (including getting more packing paper) and lunch with my sister.  Then on Thursday we pick up the rental truck and bring it home and fill it up.  Friday we’ll be taking the rental truck to the storage unit where we’ll unload it and then take the truck back to the rental company.  Saturday I’m going to rest – I think I’ll have earned it by then!  🙂


I have never been the graceful one in my family. In the late ’80s I managed to drop a TV set on my face, embedding the channel changing knob between my eyebrows, the volume control over my right eye. I broke my nose and had 2 black eyes. To this day when I’m ill those scars are still visible. So, I figured I’d hit my peak and couldn’t top that one.

Today I found out I was wrong in that assumption. It was hot here today, it’s supposed to rain tonight, and the day was heavy and oppressive. So we decided to go for an ice cream. Bug man had recently left so we thought it’d be a good idea to take the more social cat with us so she wouldn’t eat any of the poison. The shy cat we knew would stay in hiding until this evening. So out to the truck the three of us went.

Now this morning the dumpster man came and emptied our dumpster, and as I approached the end of the driveway I noticed that the two lids were still open. And since it was supposed to rain later I decided I should stop, jump out of the truck and close them.

So I stopped and opened the door. Now I’m not really sure what happened next, but I was on the ground with my legs on the driveway and the truck was going backwards! I managed to get one of my legs out, but the truck ran over my right ankle (and upwards of how ever thick the tire is). And I remember thinking that it was really going to hurt – and it did. After the truck ran over my leg I realized it was still reversing — somehow it was in reverse not park, and that Chelsea was still in the passenger seat. The truck was reversing towards a big ditch. So I yelled at Chelsea to turn the car off. For some reason, in her adrenaline rush, she decided to climb under the dashboard to try to apply the emergency brake. Well, from there she couldn’t really do that, but she did finally manage to get the truck stopped, crawl out from under the dash and get the truck turned off — and although it seemed like forever from where I was laying on the ground, it had to have been only a few seconds.

Chelsea drove me to my Dr – who I’d called on the way to make sure they’d see me. I got there and was taken right in. My leg and foot were examined, x-rays were taken (and all the while there was snickering going on) and lucky me – nothing was broken. I got sent home with directions to take it easy. My foot, ankle and part of the lower leg are swollen and promising to be very colorful tomorrow. And we are both counting our blessings.

Now come on. How many people do you know who have dropped a TV set on their face AND ran over their leg with their vehicle?

Beautiful days

Last night I was on my new porch and was watching the hawks soar.  I grabbed my camera and snapped a few.  I had the 24-70mm lens so they aren’t up-close-and-personal, and you’re looking around the electrical wire, but they were gorgeous anyway:


Here’s another, which I cropped;


And here’s my wonderful porch.  Care to join me for a morning cappuccino?  


And after coffee you can check out my garden!