Homestead

NOTE: I don't have any photos to go with this post. Matt continues to post regularly at sm.brizbomb.com

So, we are home, but we actually have no structure that is “home.” This is how it’s been for 3 months. The first 10 days in the RV, then just over a month in the M’boro house. Next, it was 15 days in the RV. Now we bounce between the RV and cabana, and this will be how it is until our house is built… which could be 2-3 months. We’re rooting for 2. There remains an alternative to get a manufactured home. If we can find one we like in the next two days, we may go that route, and hope that we can move in sooner.

We have only five days before the cabana is occupied for one month. So, we know we’ll be in the RV for at least that long. When we’re there, we use the bathroom by the garage – which I actually like better than our cabana bathroom. The concrete with glass block controls the temperature so nicely compared to the wood with shutters. Jack prefers the RV. I think the cabana is too exposed for him.

At times, I would prefer the RV as well. The last few days have been windy and cold, and prior to that it was rainy, windy and cold. It seems that I caught a cold this past week, so sleeping in the open-weather cabana was no fun. Matt and Tetra faired fine. They will probably not even get sick.

We had one nice night last night, but Matt said another storm is coming through. I might take TJ and the Jack and sleep in the RV.

I don’t know if it was my cold, the lemongrass tea, or what, but last night I did have some crazy dreams. I met one spiritual advisor named BB Nemo, and another flying woman type. She had lost her cat. We helped her find it, and then she gave me a message written in frosting, but hidden discretely in a design, “hard times are yet to come.” And then she gave my brother a bunch of candy. :/ She dressed crazy and looked like me, so maybe she was just the crazy Sharon. BB Nemo told me that the river I liked was actually a freeway and begged me not to jump into the freeway. I won’t lie – I miss many of the conveniences of home. I also miss my friends and family, and culture.

I want to stick it out though. I want to learn from my experience, and I do want to enjoy all the wonderful things that Honey Camp does have to offer.

…I’m clearly still adjusting.