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sKePTiKal

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Re: Becoming "me"
« Reply #225 on: November 10, 2016, 06:30:44 AM »
OK, all is well. I came inside for a bit to warm up. Went back out to get her... and she came to me. Still hasn't been off the deck. I may have to negotiate this whole - I want to be an outside cat with her. It's close to freezing out there right now and she's not acclimated to that. Then there is the flea and tick issue in the summer.

Ugh. She's like a sneaky teenager.

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« Reply #226 on: November 10, 2016, 06:52:41 AM »
Thank goodness your kitty came back, Amber.

I don't know how you'll resolve her safety, but I trust you'll figure it out soon.

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« Reply #227 on: November 11, 2016, 10:31:08 AM »
A cattery!
Google catteries!

SO glad you've made it, Amber.
Thousand-yard stare and all.

I will be thinking of you.

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« Reply #228 on: November 15, 2016, 07:46:29 AM »
Saturday, Holly & Matt helped me put things where they need to go and we emptied quite a few boxes too and put things away. It now feels a lot less like the aftermath of a tornado around here and I've rested and even gone exploring and visited my other "little" cabin -- the soul retreat -- to turn the heat on for the winter.

I've paid bills and started working through changing my address everywhere. Mail's getting forwarded, but there are still things that fall through the cracks - for instance, an insurance refund I wasn't expecting because I didn't receive the letter that was supposed to accompany it. Fortunately, I have a pretty good cell signal here and was able to contact my agent and get that figured out. Then, there are changes to insurance on the beach house now to deal with.

I can finally do some things that I've been looking forward to, "nest making" and the like and creating a new "home" that's all me... even with the associations to the time lived before. I went and talked to an old farmer yesterday that sells tractors. I'm going to want a reliable tractor. I need to call about getting some wood, because the furnace for the separate garage/studio is a dual-fuel jobbie - it burns wood and when the fire gets low the "back up" propane burner lights to maintain the temp until you reload the fire box. My axe needs sharpening too. Oh, and I have a wood stove on the 1st floor too.

It's pretty comfortable in here, except when the wind blows. The west wall overlooking the old, weathered limestone/granite rocked gorge is full of windows, naturally. Even though they're modern, double paned and well-caulked... the glass transfers heat, as I well know from the beach. An easy solution would be storm shutters but the installation would be difficult and custom. I'm thinking of making roman-shade style, fitted window quilts that could be raised like a sail on a boat... for the almost gothic windows in the gable. And I need to go sweater shopping.  :D

My handmade red oak kitchen cupboard looks like it was made for the space it's now in. It's a holdover from hubby #2 and the 90 acres south of here; a Christmas present one year. It was made locally. Over all, the "flavor" here is more "modern cabin", than rustic... even with the wide pine boards on the walls and open beams... and industrial metal touches. It's not so large that I feel my house is actually two different spaces... and yet everything fits (so far).

And I do have two spaces - the studio; the garage under it which is all of Mikey's garage stuff that I have yet to sort and make many decisions about. I'm going to sacrifice a bedroom (still have two guest rooms) for an office space downstairs. And there may be pieces of furniture that I slated for the studio that return to the house or just "go away". And I already need another building or two - LOL. The jeeps are too tall to get through the garage doors; and the garden shed needs to double as gasoline storage, which I don't want in the garage under the studio.

It's VERY DARK and QUIET here. I keep a radio going in whatever space I'm working in, since I still haven't cared to call the tv providers back. I have too much to do (that I'm ENJOYING doing) and I "think" I can hook up the dvd player if I need a movie day pretty soon to just cuddle on the couch with cat. I'm letting go some of the lifestyle choices/habits that were a concession to Mike's preferences... and reclaiming my own ideas about that.

I have not seen much wildlife yet; thought I heard coyotes the other night - but I don't know for sure. Matt said he saw a fox around the pond where the old chicken coops are. But my little nuthatch that's been my buddy in Winchester, at the beach... has come to say hi here, too. They fly right up to me and light and chirp and look at me.

This place is going to be project central for quite some time. || Especially as Cat has found all the little unfinished cubby holes she fits into - including one behind the chimney that puts her in the insulation in the ceiling. SIGH. I need to get my trim saws organized, I see. LOL. I have a 3 ft wide platform over the front door with it's own windows that will be a warm sunny spot. Right now there's no way for her to get to it, but I intend to help her out with a bridge. She can command the view all around - inside and out - to her heart's content and be where she's out of the way at the same time.
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« Reply #229 on: November 17, 2016, 10:35:02 AM »
You energy really shifted, Amber. 

You seem to know things are falling into place, or will eventually.

 Knowing is better than worrying... ::nodding::

You're feeling free to let go..... things and habits that were Mikes, but no longer serve..... and it's OK.  No tension or fear or sadness and longing.  Just observing and releasing.   Spreading out..... taking stock of choices.  Trying them on, instead of repeating patterns.

The house is there for you.... waiting for you and kitty to make of it what you will, and it sounds lovely.   

I enjoy the architectural details you share..... the human spaces, the storage/work spaces, kitty's hidy holes, and future basking platform up high.  Why didn't I know you can wield trim saws, and cut wood?  Less dependent on others is better mental health, IME. 

AND you sew?

Hear hear to being fully engaged, present, and..... content.

Well done, Amber.

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« Reply #230 on: November 18, 2016, 06:55:30 AM »
Maybe not "dependent" on others so much, as I am seeking out and connecting with people here. There are lots of communities spread out and tucked away in these hollars. Everyone has their "specialty"... one guy will cut & sell wood; there are the shop keepers; gardeners/farm markets; one farm will have you-pick berries or fruit, and another raises lambs for meat -- or alpacas for wool.

Bought myself a house present this week. Kitchen counter space is at a premium, even though I planned well, and only have my giant coffeemaker, a toaster, microwave and spice/knife rack to accommodate - oh, and dish drainer. Like a zen monk, I only have about 10 dishes, pots/pans, silverware that I need to feed myself day in/day out -- never make enough dirty to use the dishwasher. Anyway, I went looking for a mobile island with butcher block on top that would fit in my space and leave room to open oven/dishwasher and move around... thank you Amazon... LOL...
I found one with a drop leaf that will let a 2nd person help in the kitchen and not be in the way of the other person.

Going to need more bookshelves and I did look online. Nothing striking my fancy except the kind of thing I have no room for in the house; maybe the studio -- but I haven't started out there yet. That's where the workshop will come in handy. I can design/build what I want. I may have to hire a football team to MOVE it, mind you... and the books are everywhere right now.

I still have a stack of kitchen stuff to unpack and try to squeeze into cabinets somewhere. I guess I really do need a wall rack, to hang my favorite skillets... or take some of this to the other cabin. And the bathroom stuff... sigh... I keep a well equipped first aid closet (being 20-30 min from the nearest rescue squad) and right now don't have a clue where those boxes are going to end up going. I use waterproof sealed totes, to keep things portable and I may have to break things down smaller -- and put some out in the other building, too.

But all this thought process -- and physically carrying it out -- wore me out again. I was going to go to town yesterday, but by 10 am when the wood had been delivered & paid for, I just didn't have the energy to get up & go... then it was lunchtime, and after I wanted a nap... but I cleaned out another space to empty another box and made a nice roast & veggies to make the house smell homey & cozy instead. Except for running to the cabin last week and a quick trip to the nearest farm/home store this week - I haven't been anywhere except here.

So yes, that helps settle me down, clears out the cobwebs, know what really NEEDS to come next, and the list is just for parts & materials... LOL.
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« Reply #231 on: November 24, 2016, 08:58:30 AM »
So, today is the anniversary of Mike's passing. I've actually been kinda looking forward to it - as a way to mark this transition in our - and now, my - life... and to start moving from mourning/grief being the emotional underpinning of "me", to starting to explore and discover what's "next". The external stuff - change of scenery, location, etc - DOES help and provides energy to let go and move on, emotionally too... without any overhang of guilt, disloyalty or abandonment included.

So, I'm grateful for the time & experiences I had together with Mike and his family. He was a blessing of unconditional love & kindness in a magnitude that still echoes through the present. He showed me more of me, than I knew existed.

The new house is far from "perfect". I'm discovering a LOT of projects - small & large - that are needed to shore up and tighten up this box of bolted beams perched on the cliff. The wood trim around the kitchen sink was left raw wood - no sealer - for instance. Some baseboards are missing - and there's no insulation there. The mechanics that open/close/lock one window is broken. The floor under the kitchen/dining room - and over the garage under - needs to be insulated!! There is currently nothing there.

Last weekend, we had a windy few days and it spit snow. I SHOULD have walked down to the other building and fed the fire in the furnace -- but it's VERY dark here with no "all night" lights and no way to turn on lights where you're walking TO. So, I let the propane take over and maintain the min. temp out there. It's pretty cozy. I did explore the attic space over the studio -- and BONUS -- it's very tall and floored in plywood under the peak!! Even has a light. I have the germs of an idea for what to do with it... but no plans yet.

Holly commented that my furniture still leaves plenty of room to move around in this space, but the space itself is more cozy than the other house. It's definitely not as many steps from one end to the other! But way more steps up & down. The studio is going to continue the "poolhouse" space - our therapy, letting go, and moving on "safe space"... and also evolve into a real work space.

Taking it all in measured strides, really. The space also needs to adjust to having someone here year round, doing the little things needed to care for it instead of just being a "summer" cabin. The former owners certainly did have an eye toward that - about the half the major expenses have already been installed to make this place very comfortable and self-sufficient. A big expense I'm going to have next summer, is upgrading the railings of all the decks - two floors, all the way around - BOTH buildings.

As in all new spaces, not all one's furniture solutions work in the new configuration. So there will be more shopping - which is FUN. I'm not really insisting on keeping "everything" I owned at the other house to fill up the space (nature really does abhor a vacumn I guess) - but even after a ruthless purge, I've got a box full of kitchen gadgets (and hopefully my rolling pins) to try to figure out what to move/rearrange to make some space for. (And I don't have to get rid of it - I have a whole 'nother kitchen in the studio; keep forgetting that.)

Last couple days, I've focused on my bathroom and bedroom. I had the movers put the bed on the only chunk of wall wide enough for it. I want to hang a quilt Holly made for Mike & I there. But I was sleeping looking out the door right to my oak cabinet in the dining room... and it felt "odd". I guess the Feng Shui was wrong. So I moved the bed in front of the door to the deck - it's one of the few with a decently heavy curtain on it - electric fireplace to the side with the door - and now I look straight on to the bathroom window. It's definitely BETTER. I unpacked Mikey's pictures and the clothes that I'm still hanging on to (some of his things fit me OK for working in). I discovered I have a 5 ft wall behind the closet door that's deep enough for some more storage and am now imagining what might go there - for books, my little box collection, mementos, and more storage for clothes, boots, etc.

It's almost getting PRETTY in there; I found some of my favorite pictures, too. The kitchen/dining room floor really needs scrubbed... and it might get a "lick & a promise" today. It's warming up outside and I REALLY need to go organize that garage a lot better, with all the recreational stuff (kayaks & fishing) and the big/little tools. My jeeps are too tall to go through the doors (the rednecks have started to offer me prices for the one...) and I'll need some other type of building to store them out of the weather. Gardening tools could go in another outbuilding, too.

My "chaperone" (the guy the former owners relied on for caretaking) has been here all week with his hunting buddies. They asked and commandeered the little 8x10 shed out by the garden space to use for sleeping while staking out their deer blinds. It cost 'em though. They had to clean out & dump all the junk left in it... then the first night, I kept hearing hammering going on: they built bunk beds! LOL. Have a generator, a heater, and we ran extension cords out too. It's been really nice to have someone around the place while I'm getting used to it at nights. They are quiet, clean up after themselves, and we don't even interact that much. I hardly know they're here - except for the 4 wheelers and rifle shots off in the hills. And I got a fresh roast out of the deal, already. As in, shot that morning.

I also have phone numbers of the guys, if I need some real "man" power to get things done or for any reason. Ronnie will bring his wife over after the "state holiday"; WV takes hunting season very seriously. Not a lot of business getting done right now; everyone's out in the woods. Ronnie and I are gonna have to work on some boundaries... a lot of these guys make a living out of "doing favors" for people and then have expectations... but I don't think that's going to be a problem. My head is starting to clear... priorities getting crossed off the list... and I'm starting to know where things are again.

But all in all, this first month is going pretty smoothly. So far.
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« Reply #232 on: November 24, 2016, 10:02:13 PM »
What a magical mountain place and amazing descriptions, PR...
thanks so much for making it so vivid.

I love every detail, imagining your new home.

And I'm awed.

Mental housewarming hopes for you...I hope you LOVE it.

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« Reply #233 on: December 01, 2016, 08:29:53 AM »
Well, given that Thanksgiving was the 1 yr anniversary of saying goodbye to the one man I wanted around all the time... and I jealously guard every single one of those memories & feelings & simple longing for what I can't have... combined with gratitude for what we DID have...

combined with the inescapable reality that I need one more person, set of hands, etc to move X from spot A to spot B... and having a cold, which I haven't had in a good long while... I just cocooned into feeling good & sorry for myself for a few days. Screw it. Might as well get it out of my system, while I had no pressing matters to attend to or work that absolutely had to be done right that moment. Get it over with; let it pass in it's OWN time; and stop pressuring myself to be what I'm not really up to, in that moment.

Nothing bad happened.

Now, I'm kinda at sea with all the choices, decisions, directions, to-dos, and just STUFF in my head. Trying to organize, prioritize, match my energy with some task on the list (yesterday was tech day; still have a few more things to do there) and make some more progress. For awhile, I'm going to be dealing with vehicles; nothing major - just inspections to get "legal" in WV. How DARE things in that process change in 20 years without sending me the memo! LOL.

And meanwhile, all the normal life "business" is going on... and I don't have anyone to delegate things to. If something doesn't get done on a certain day, the only person I can get mad at is myself. LOL.

This "being alone" thing is now shifting into another level of awareness, I guess. But instead of just eating "something" to say I did, I'm starting to cook again. Now, if I can just adjust the AMOUNTS back to what is sane for one person to eat - and freeze for later - LOL. There is a whole new world of experience in cooking for myself - nourishing myself - and the feelings that result from that. It's a simple thing; but comforting and cozy and fun and a positive step forward.
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« Reply #234 on: December 01, 2016, 06:13:32 PM »
So ...
pretty soon the perfect local lumberjack with a heart like a virgin piece of timber will turn up on your doorstep...

Alone is just now. Remember.

Gotta dash but wanted to send you a HUG.

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« Reply #235 on: December 01, 2016, 09:53:56 PM »
Actually, my rushed lumberjack-for-you fantasy MEANT to indicate he'd have a strong, loyal, sweet heart...NOT a wooden one.

 :oops:

(And she thinks she's a poet.)

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« Reply #236 on: December 02, 2016, 08:30:56 AM »
LOL... I think I'm chasing kilts Hops. But you know highlanders - women aren't a top priority for them - compared to proving their manhood, here there & everywhere. LOL... stereotypes can at least be FUNNY sometimes, right?

It's important there's some "buckle" in their "swash"... or how else would we be able to overpower their sense of loyalty, duty, and uncommon common sense... long enough to get their attention??!

Seriously, the most attractive male characteristic for me right now is simple kindness. To all and sundry. And I'm finding a lot of that runs through the people in my new locale. So I'm just going about my business; minding my own business; and staying obsessively focussed on the getting things completed and crossed off the to-do list in the RIGHT order. For now.

Oh, this week's accomplishments include making my jeeps legal and getting a real wifi network hooked up that might let me stream some tv, too. I enjoy NOT having it right now... it's a mermaid-siren-temptress to waste time, allow myself to become suggestible/brainwashable... and I'm absolutely loving the SILENCE without it. I'm even turning the radios off more. There is only so many times a week I can listen to Free Bird again...
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« Reply #237 on: December 04, 2016, 09:40:29 AM »
Amber:

 Line up those second pair of hands, and cook things that make you feel like home.

Kilts tend to appear when you least expect them, IME.

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« Reply #238 on: December 12, 2016, 08:39:52 AM »
So, it's ALL DONE. All that "stuff" is now ALL HERE. Somewhere.

Things and people finally came together last weekend for me to get back to the beach with a friend and return here with it all. A small group of friends loaded MOST of the truck at the beach the day BEFORE - and the ex son in law, the little grands & one of his friends came to unload and drop the truck off at the rental place. This is fortuitous, because it appears the weather in the mountains is just about to change. That was the LAST window of opportunity and when the offer came to pick up the truck and load before we got there... I finally let go of "organizing" and said yes, thank you.

It's all costing me more money than I'm comfortable with right now. But so be it. Sometimes the "easy way" costs more. The beach house has had more showings than I expected for this time of year, so I remain hopeful. Now that it's totally empty, I've suggested to the realtor we have it cleaned inside. Make it "shiny".

So, I can finally let myself feel just how tired I am. LOL. I am sleeping really well here - even though yesterday we discovered there was a bat in the globe of the living room pendant light. The glass & inner candelabra bulbs were too shiny & smooth for it to get out on it's own... and I could tell it was getting weaker... so apparently an upside down bell jar shape makes a really good bat trap. I like bats and would've tried to relocate him... but it's too high in the air for me (or anyone sane). I just don't like anything flying around in the house. There was the parakeet many years ago.... that I threatened with the toaster oven...

I got through the Thanksgiving "anniversary" with many tears, a realization that I still have the urge to be paired up with "someone"... thinking it's time I stop trying to hang on to who "Mike" was and even so, I am pretty busy still working on just becoming my "self" whatever wacked out things that might turn out to be. LOL. I have surrounded myself with men "friends" - online and in my vicinity. It's sorta like grandkids... I can enjoy them while they're around and then send them home, so I don't have to deal with the inevitable "problems". LOL.

But there is one online friend who's been pretty special. He's the retired doc who I leaned on really heavily during the time I was trying my best to care for and help Mike get well again. And then later, when all Mike's docs were doing that "denial dance"... and it was only my friend who validated was I was accepting. (He's half a country away... so very little chance of anything "developing"). He coined the phrase "liberation of soul"... to cover the transition I've been in this past year. It has a really nice ring to it, don't ya think?

He's being very firmly supportive that while I may need the physical aspects of a man (or several) around from time to time... that I have a fabulous opportunity to learn my own capabilities and limitations and finally figure out what I WANT, LIKE, and how I want to live and be. Even though some of the things my new location requires are pretty physical and may involve heavy earth-moving equipment... and relocating some boulders. LOL.

So, I've got a couple weeks to take care of "Christmas"... which I'm kinda looking forward to... and then I'm going to change my address on all my seed catalogs and watch the snow come down and eat hearty soups/stews... and read... and daydream... and explore my new (historical) location and just SETTLE IN.
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« Reply #239 on: December 12, 2016, 12:16:05 PM »
Hi sKep:

I'm sorry the Thanksgiving anniversary was sad.  At some point maybe we've invested enough energy, longing and pain into the mourning jar, it's OK to crawl out.  Sometimes we don't, but that's how it always feels to me.  No escaping the sadness, so sink in, have it, try not to resist, bc it just adds more time, IME.

Congrats on completing your move.  The idea of homey bowls of soup with peanut butter bread popped into my head.  Yum, and it sounds like you're in a good place.  YES. 

My heart is sitting on the edge of my rib cage still hoping/wishing your little bat made it.
I know he didn't, but I really like bats.
And owls.

I know it's cold where you are now.   When the cold snap hit here I was down with a stomach virus, and didn't get under the house to turn off water valve to the outdoor shower.  Of course the pipes have burst, so make sure you figure out where all your shut offs are, and get to them pronto. 

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