It's Here!

Yippee Skippee! Our house arrived. Half yesterday and the other half today. Unfortunately, we can't move in yet. We did get a nice surprise and the perk engineer showed up today and examined our soil. Without even digging he said we would have no problem what soever but of course holes had to be dug and soil checked just to make sure. A backhoe dug 3 ten foot deep holes for the inspector to check. He gave the ground an A+ and will send in the report to the county. The county will issue the permit and then and only then can the contractor start putting in the septic tank. After getting to a certain stage, a county health inspector comes out and gives the go ahead and just before they finish, he comes out again and gives his blessing. Let's hope he has the Christmas spirit! After that, the construction crew can start putting in the footers for the house. Ohhhhh, our poor house, you should see the inside.....cracks everywhere. It made me wonder if the house would ever be habitable. The salesman said we would never know they were there after the crew is done. Pa said "you can be sure of that!" Unfortunately we won't be in for Christmas....or New Years.

I'm trying not to let being confined in a small space bother me too much. Our motor home is 25 feet long with the first five feet or so being the motor and driver's and passenger's seat. That leaves us about 20 feet of living space. The bathroom is the size of a bread box which made it really difficult to use before I lost weight. We have twin beds which we share with two dogs each. When we eat a meal, the dogs surround our tiny table hoping for a scrap to fall. We are the ones in danger of falling with all those little bodies under our feet. When we go to bed, I have to transfer my computer, my over night case, my camera case, my computer case, and my purse to the kitchen table and maybe a jacket or two. In the morning, it all goes back to my bed so we can eat. That gets old pretty fast. Dirty clothes go in an upper cubby until it gets too full and then it's off to town to the laundromat. We take a shower every night so every morning, Pa has to refill the motor home water tank. He hooks up a 12 volt pump to the truck and uses that to transfer water from one of our 50 gallon barrels. I have to be in the motor home standing almost on my head to watch the water flow into the tank to make sure it doesn't over fill. We were getting a lot of back blow until we drilled a tiny hole in the water tank to let the air out of it so of course we don't want to over fill and have water under Pa's bed. Then I fix breakfast of some sort , pile the dishes in the sink until after dinner and then wash all of them. So there....doesn't that sound like fun? Do you think you could live this way for a month or so?