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Moving – Part 8: Off to Underwriting

Flowers 12Underwriting is the black hole at the bank where all the documents go; while you nibble your nails all weekend with anticipation.

We had to fill out a lengthy ‘Letter of Explanation’… so I made the coffee extra black this morning.  It took a few days to reset passwords and dig up lost folders. Won’t mention my snafus with the printer/scanner settings.  Even well-caffeinated, I suck at technology.

Just now having slight heart palpitations upon the realization that we’ve signed ourselves up willingly for several thousands of debt over years. Friends and Confidantes it’s scary and exciting all at once. Next week’s possibilities – Appraisal and inspection hopefully...

#homeloans #moving #smalltownlife #buyerpaysforWHAT #Indiana #summerflowers #retirement

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So the Dog is Bi-Polar too

Vet visit: Nosey Rosey has issues. In fact, she referred us to a doggy psychiatric place for her fear behaviors. Yikes! 

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Tired Pup – 1.5 mile hike – DONE!

She’s not fearful of every dog, person or situation; but she goes from ‘collie stare’ to nip in a second   =0.0 =

6 pgs. of instructions, 7 meds, 1 supplement & 1  spray for 2 pets–>> and we have do it again in 3 weeks UGH!

Friends and Confidantes,  Even the cat turned demonic and now I have Pussycat Prozac for next time.

Pet Sitting/Day Care isn’t over till 9:30 tonight. Set the rooster for 6. Gma Auburn {Jen}

  • Next posts – Beginner’s Guide to Entertaining Your Puppy
  • Summer Snacks & Exercise: Keep your Puppy Cool and Safe on a budget
  • Why is my living room covered in stuffing? 

#bordercollie

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A Few Months of Change

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Nosey Rosey #bordercolliemix #halflab #rescuepet

There were several mid May trials that got the best of me. It took time to crumble. More time to rebuild.  In June, I gave myself permission to put the worries & stress on hold; just breathe.  Go be outdoors, plant flowers, play and walk with the pup. I got out of the office; out of the house. Soaked up consecutive days of sunshine… and rain.

Indianapolis Zoo MeerkatIndiana flowers 1IND blue flowers 2

 

 

I binged watched true crime and inspiring documentaries. My wandering thoughts became a sporadic gratitude journal. Orchestrating both chaos and self care continue.

House hunting is tedious business: Meanwhile- in anticipation- I chased cobwebs, sorted boxes and added color to a couple rooms. Bought a new desk and office chair 🙂 Yay!

Be safe and have a Happy Independence Day!!! – It’s early ’cause I have a crazy busy week lined up with drs. and vet appointments; micro jobs and pet sitting…  and of course there will be plenty of meat and veggies on the grill  😉

Indiana CreekWhat are your plans {or summer recipes} for this week, Friends and Confidantes? – Gma Auburn {Jen}

#turned50 #weddinganniversary  #summerrecipes  #midwestlife #bordercollie #flowers #zoo

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When the Wind Blows and Your Plate Overflows

Know that you aren’t alone. Life’s branches are being unruly. At least they’re still on the tree.

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A joyful moment.

This week is a wind-swept mess. I’m trudging ahead. Are you?

It doesn’t matter how much work I have on my desk; for several weeks now,  life will drag me where I’m needed more instead.  So to compensate I’m composing past midnight. Not eating well, either. Appointments: Husband’s driving foot is laid up so he’s missed 3 days of work. Daughter has the flu. My dog has terminal mouth cancer and goes back to the vet tomorrow.  {Been making him smoothies} And because I’ve neglected myself; I’m starting to loose track of time and some online work. At least I remembered to walk the dogs, check in on Dad and make some cash on micro jobs.

I feel terrible that the house is a wreck. And that ramps up my anxiety.  {And I’d rather gripe about it than go tidy and mop. HA!} Also signed up for a few online courses, both free and paid. And I even started a couple. Thankful I can restart them later, because I can’t retain any new info just now. And I’m aggravated about that, too.  For now, I’m hanging onto and snapping pictures of, those little daily joyous moments.

Limitations and reminders. I got ’em, I give ’em, Friends and Confidantes! – Grandma Auburn – Tries to muffle her swearing in mixed company.

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The Pigeon Made Me To Do It

Were you ever so stuck in your life that you just hoped a sign would fall out of the sky? One day last summer, it did.

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Rescued Racing Pigeon & Ivy in Mugs

It was during a bout of mentally dark weeks. Felt like I had an invisible Eeyore as my shadow. I was tired of thinking and trying. I’d sit on the porch in pajamas, with my Dad, but that was about the extent of it.

One morning, there was a thud, thud, thud…. and a racing pigeon tumbled off my porch roof, onto the steps. Dad and I looked at each other as the stunned bird walked around the yard, then hopped to the edge of the rain barrel.

We let him get his bearings, but before long I realized he was lost or exhausted. And he took to crapping on my porch rail! So, like any good hostess does, I fed him a big meal.

I called pigeon racing central, but no one could help identify him by his tag number. Via Facebook, I found a guy who would come get it the following evening. By nightfall, I knew this bird needed saving and the Universe knew I need something to save.

I’ve rescued many animals. Never a bird. So the second day, we gained each others’ trust. I took my tablet outside and typed. I wrote. He cooed. When I stepped inside for coffee, he perched next to my keyboard. “Oh, great,” I thought “He’s a word bird! HA! Maybe an editor in a previous life.” I admired his bars a bit before opening the screen door and scaring him back to the handrail.

My husband helped me make a figure four trap and I caught him the next afternoon. Part of me wanted to keep him… Ok a lot of me want to; but it was still an unforgettable experience.

  • Lessons from the pigeon:
  • Just because you’re exhausted or lost; doesn’t mean you should give up entirely.
  • You don’t have to go far; to form a new bond or a create new piece.
  • Care for others, even if you can’t care for yourself.
  • And don’t read other peoples’ drafts when they aren’t looking- HA!

Well, Friends and Confidantes, ask for a sign, but pigeon-proof your porch 🙂  – Grandma Auburn- Sits on her porch often, tends plants and writes drafts.