September 26, 2012

Day 5: Getting Better

So, as previously predicted, that little twit, Cindy Lou Who, is winning.  The small, mean, petty part of me wants to find an excuse to sit and have a Petty Pity Party, but CLW is not allowing it.  NO FAIR.  I am still going to have sad moments, or hours, or days, and I may just write about them.  But today was better.  Dangit.

As it turns out, there are some seriously fun things to do, where we're going, and odds are good we would never have gotten around to trying them out on our own if we weren't moving there.  From the moment Emily heard about this, she was completely in favor of the move.  In fact, she asked after the first interview, "Daddy, DID YOU GET THE JOB?"  Because: Eight acres of dinosaurs.  It's hard to stay sorry for oneself in the face of EIGHT ACRES of dinosaurs for Paleo7.  And it's not like it's a long ways away; it's right there in the town.  And that's just one fun thing of many.

Meanwhile, back at the ranch:  All outside painting is done.  Hip, hip, hooray!  There's still plenty of other stuff to do, but it's nice to mark progress.  Also, now I don't mind if the rains start.

Today's picture is part of the now-completed basement.  This would be where I sleep!  It is quiet, calm, and the temperature has never gotten over 80 degrees (and that was on a 100+-degree day, with all the windows open.)  We have loved our basement, and think it's genius to sleep there.

Oh, and here is the other half of the utility area.  I told you it was big.

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