Boy, when it rains, it pours. We just got off the phone with our property manager in Florida. We had our hopes up when the renters told us they wanted to purchase the house. That is no longer an option for the renters for whatever reason. The house value has dropped so low that we would basically have to give it away. If things are selling better here, we may have to sell this one and move back to crime ridden Deltona. Just venting. Everything feels so hopeless this morning.
Two cool weather fronts came through since the weekend bringing drier air and relief from the heat. This morning's temperature was 53 when I got up at 6. I got to walk Konehete Park before going to yoga at the gym. Gardens are winding down. Always a welcomed sight as I get tired of fussing and watering by this point. I've pulled up tomato plants and whatever else looked like it was suffering. Most areas need weed whacking again. Monday I tackled the back tall weeds near the garden. Most mornings forest leaves are dripping from the early mountain fog. Grass and weeds don't dry well until afternoon. I went through both batteries before quitting late morning so my arms and clothes were covered with wet grass shards but it felt good to get that under control. And............ I got to use my new outside shower for the first time. There is still work to be done. Ricky will pressure clean the platform for me t...
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we are at a hotel, again, at least. have to two oldest dogs with us in an attempt to save their ancient zombie lives. poor little dusty, crumbly fellows!
can stay through tues night, will have to decide what to do from that point out, though, depending on when power returns and how bad the next snow is. i will keep in touch.