Hidden Lake
Hidden Lake

As if there’s not enough snow, I keep painting mountains.  If I could paint today I’d go for a cheerful floral design.  Spring is just around the corner, around the next snow storm.  What a time to be moving!

It’s been awhile since I actually painted.  The water damage to the house is quite extensive. Flooring has lifted and is warping in several areas, and the hot water heater is gushing hot water.  Apparently the dishwasher froze and is leaking.  The kitchen floor is maple salvaged from the Old Pilot Butte Inn’s dinning room, and it will have to be removed.  Today the plumber is coming to deal with the gurgling hot water heater, and Service Master will show up sometime this afternoon.  I’m waiting to see when I have to evacuate to make room for the reconstruction.  March 8th is the closing date on the house, and I thought that was pushing it.  Maybe this week?  Oh, I hope not.  I’m tired, but what can I expect?  I’m a little old to be tackling this single handedly.  One step at a time.

I’m so grateful to my friends and family who are offering assistance and hope.  Along those lines, I want to thank so many of you for your good birthday wishes.  Terry, Hans, and Flora took me out to lunch on Sunday.  It was so fun.  My family is a delight, and I appreciate them immensely.  Hans and Flora are off to China Thursday.  Terry and Renee will head to Canadian Rockies for 10 days of powder skiing on that same day.  I wish them well being and safe keeping.  Wish I was going with them.  Plumber’s at the door.  Blessings and Love.

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  1. Oh my, a lot has happened while i was gone. Corona isn’t walking past coopers house yet, so we will trek over without her soon.

    1. Thanks Pat. I don’t think I’m alone. Possibly many older women who face major life changes are in my shoes. Loss is never a choice we make, and the sharp edges will get softer as time passes. All this “stuff” just makes us stronger, right?

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