This has been a very trying winter for me; feeling sad. Heavy…rudderless…not knowing what comes next. Of course, I think since the election, many of us are feeling that way.
I abhor our modern-day politics and won’t make this blog about any of it; people get enough of that bombarded constantly on every source of media they invite into their homes. In fact, that is one of the things I most despise; it’s like there is no where to turn to get away from it all or shut if off. When did this happen that it became like this? Suffice it to say that some of us can see the upcoming implosion and some of us can’t.
We’re on a mission to simplify our life and essentially just
hunker down because we feel the fabric and economy of our society is on the
verge. We made the determination to try selling our Northwoods property this
year and hope to get it on the market by early spring. Marc still needs to
complete the handrails on the new stairway and do some log and tree burning. We’ve
not decided as yet whether to set up the RV for occupancy or not. It’s not the
easiest thing for him to do as it requires quite a bit of blocking and leveling
and him crawling around underneath it. In addition, with our new little kitty
as part of the mix, I’m not sure having the three cats in the RV is wise as
Spirit does not get along with the new boy Buster whatsoever. It seems easier
for me just to remain at home. If I’m honest with myself, it could also be much
easier on me because in my heart of hearts, I’m going to miss that place so
much it pains me to even think of getting rid of it. The way the air is always so fresh and pine
scented; the call of the loons; the peaceful wonder of gazing at the lake and
hearing just the wind in the trees. It’s been beyond belief to own such a slice
of magnificence.
From all indications, the market is changing in many parts of the country, but in Wisconsin there is still a shortage of inventory and the Northwoods is unique for the fact that in many cases it’s a second home environment and those buyers usually have money regardless of the economy. It would be wonderful to obtain a quick sale at a price that rewards us for all the hard work we put into it for four years.
Here on the home front, Marc continues to work slowly on the
kitchen island. I’ve slowed down on making my art work as the shelter has
enough for two auctions; one of which will occur in late February. I’m looking
forward to spring to be able to get outdoors and do some much-needed yardwork
catchup and cleanup. This winter has been empty of snow but has been very cold
for the most part (minus temps) so it’s become day after day of indoor
activities.
Buster is proving to be a delightful cat and is highly intelligent but is into everything. He’s a counter-surfer extraordinaire so we often have to sequester him in the bedroom while we’re cooking. He’s always up for play and his leg has healed nicely and he’s growing like a weed. Despite how fun he is, I still struggle and grieve over the loss of Jerry. I’ve never felt this depth of loss before with a pet, and it has led to a fairly depressing winter as the other cats fail to make up for missing my boy so deeply.
