My L. A. house. Errol's work, all tongue and groove cedar on the walls, pine on the floor. The kitchen is gorgeous, but I didn't take any pictures. It's an all custom house and I worry, even though so many love it, will buyers want a cabin in the city? Fortunately, it's perfectly situated, so we will see. A little scary to do this on my own. And it feels so strange to call it "my" house.
He also mowed my two lower fields, removed many rabbit brush bushes, did my back yard and another field to the east of the house.
NOTES
My life has fluctuated between me being really busy and then totally tired, so tired all I could do was rest. From this I have deduced that I need to pace myself and I'm working on it. My doctor says I'm fine, just old.
This is how my Merry Month of May went:
This is how my Merry Month of May went:
On April 30th, I drove to Los Angeles to meet the realtors I hired to sell my house, their handyman, and my former tenants. After I visited with the tenants for a while, the realtors and their handyman came and we walked the house, deck, yard, bonus room, garage and made notes of all that needed to be done. The work is now complete, the house is staged, photos will be taken tomorrow, and it will be listed later this week.
On May 12th, I went to Ojai with Rachael. On the 13th, I participated mildly, just a little, in the canyon road clean, something our CERT team does a couple of times a year. On the 15th, I went to the Tire Store and got new tires for the Jeep. And found out there are special tires for Jeeps, and also that mine were a size too small. With that taken care of, the Jeep drives so much smoother and handles better in our almost constant wind and wind storms.
I also put Old Betsy (Errol named her), my 1989 Ford Ranger pickup truck in the shop. She needed some expensive treatments, but is now fine. Then on the 16th, I took the Jeep to the dealer in Lancaster to, finally, get my Takata airbags changed. While in Lancaster, I had lunch with my two nieces, or nieces-in-law, may be more correct, not sure. They are my BIL Glenn's daughters, they are family, their names are Monique and Erika, lovely ladies both. Can't believe they are in their late 30s early 40s already.
I also put Old Betsy (Errol named her), my 1989 Ford Ranger pickup truck in the shop. She needed some expensive treatments, but is now fine. Then on the 16th, I took the Jeep to the dealer in Lancaster to, finally, get my Takata airbags changed. While in Lancaster, I had lunch with my two nieces, or nieces-in-law, may be more correct, not sure. They are my BIL Glenn's daughters, they are family, their names are Monique and Erika, lovely ladies both. Can't believe they are in their late 30s early 40s already.
He's looking good in this picture, which is from earlier this year.His eyes are really bad now. But he's getting good care, good vet, medicine, and a mommy who tries her best.
Then Samson got sick again. So we went to the vet twice and we are going tomorrow again. More about him and our girl, Faith, later.
On the 22nd, Robert, the tractor-mower guy came with his two grandsons, ages 16 and 17. They worked for six hours and did a great job, including cutting back two juniper trees and a lot of weed-whacking. After the horrific, wind-driven, Erskine fire in our county last year, they are not fooling around with the fines: If not done by June 1st (used to be the 15th) a $500.00 fine (used to be $250.00) is imposed, which increases if you're not in compliance when they recheck. So it was a great relief to get all that work done. Great guys, great team-work, no issues.
That day, I picked up six large trash bags of stuff, old things that were laying (oh, Ms. Junebug, I hope I got that right) around out on the land. Took it to the dump with Old Betsy this morning.
That day, I picked up six large trash bags of stuff, old things that were laying (oh, Ms. Junebug, I hope I got that right) around out on the land. Took it to the dump with Old Betsy this morning.
Somewhere in there, in the middle of the month, my eye started to act up, so I called our local optometrist and got an appointmet. All is well, just a bad case of dry eye in the middle of where the tears are supposed to be, or something like that, which caused an intense and sudden pain.
On the 24th, my friend Judy came to see me and we hung out in town, eating, talking, shopping, and taking a few pictures. I will post more about our day later.
Are you bored yet?
Don't worry, I'm done. Hope you all had a nice Memorial Day. How young they are those who give their lives for our country, I thought, as their ages flashed by on the TV screen. Tears came to my eyes.
