Well, we movin' on uu-up...
To de top.
To a dee-lux dai-ry in Get-tys-burg.
Mo-oo-vin' on up.
To de top.
We finally get a de-cent try-yy-yy-yy-yy-yy.
You probably did, in fact, get the point.
(And, no, it's not that "I watch too much television"...)
We really are moving in two weeks. To Gettysburg.
It's about 140 miles from here. Lotsa famous battlefields-n-shit.
Haunted battlefields, mind you. Anyway, there's this cow hoof trimmer dude who usedta be related to the lying sack of monkey shit by marriage. He's not related to him anymore. Still, I guess they talk, because this hoof trimmer dude knew enough about Eric and the quality of work he does, plus the hoof trimmer dude used to work here so he knows what Eric is dealing with, and he told this farmer in Gettysburg who needed a herdsman about Eric and gave phone numbers back and forth and they talked and we drove there last night IN VIC!!!! and met the guy and saw the three-story old farmhouse and the operation by the lights of the farmer's pickup and he liked us, we like him and here we go. *pant, pant, gasp* That was all in one breath, ya know.... *snerk* Anyway...
The pay is twice what it is here, there are health benefits after six months, the house and electricity are "free", the farmhouse we're going to be in is right there, on the farm. There are about 100 calves right out the back door in their rows of hutches. The backyard is small, but fenced. The guy knows (pretty much, though no exact numbers) about my zoo and is fine with it and the horses. And, the rabbits, roosters, 'keets, parrot, duck and every other mouse and spider, grasshopper, etc. I can "rescue" before we go for the last time. When I first heard about alla this, I wasn't much impressed. I asked, "Do they have a "name of my restaurant" out there?" and kept walking (I had to pee). Then, after I ate superfluous, unnecessary shit from that one chick (the one who can get kinda mean sometimes) for four consecutive, endless days when I happened to be in her presence just for being in her presence, then found out for sure the lying sack of monkey shit was lying again to me about horses, I looked at Eric and said, "Ya know what? Fuck this, man. You wanna call that guy back? Do it. I am SICK of this shit." So, he did. *grin* (I've got to clean out Donny's cage, then try to get some sleep before I hafta go to work tonight, so I'm trying to hurry this along....) I knew this was gonna happen as soon as I told Eric to go ahead and call. Just like I knew it when we were coming here, I knew it that we're going there. Then, when I was in the cow barn last night and looked down the rows and smelled that beautiful, earthy, "I'm home" smell of the cows, feed and shit, I really knew. That was before we even saw the inside of the house. Three bedrooms, three floors, a bathroom we can hold a square dance in, big kitchen, a summer kitchen attached but unused... it's pretty cool. I didn't go all the way to the third floor last night, but you can bet I will.
And, I'm gonna bet that the stairs up there are curved. I'm seeing a new computer room.
*big grin* And yes, we went in Vic and he's great. Eric washed and waxed him while I was at work and went I got off (early), I went and got him legal. He's got his own tags and insurance, so the 'Bird is still good to go til the end of the month and I'd like to believe we'll be pretty much done with this "moving" crap by then. Have I ever mentioned the depths to which I detest moving, by the way? *disgusted sigh* I think I'd rather have concurrent gyno and dental appointments. Fuck, man... Are there really enough boxes in all the world for alla this crap we have?
And, wouldja just think for nano-second of the logisitcs involved in taking 7,843 cats 140 miles? Not to mention the rabbits, roosters, et al. Dear God,
Please give me strength.
Thanks,
me So anyway...
The part about having to leave the restaurant, my Boss, his brother and several of my regulars sucks balls, but I don't wanna think about that right now. It makes me fuckin' cry.... I need to go re-straw Donnie's cage and go lay down. I feel like I'm "comfortably numb" personified.
So tired I don't know from shit, ya know? Little stiff from sitting here, little lethargic, but otherwise fine.
So far. heh I can hardly believe we're doing this, but... we are.
I can hardly believe I've switched cars so suddenly (and talk about an "acid test"... Man. First time I ever drive that car more than 3 miles and I drive it nearly three HUNDRED), but I have.
I can hardly believe I'm not gonna be working at the restaurant anymore, but, like one of my regulars said today, "It's a hell of a commute for lunch", as if he and those other two guys are gonna come to Gettysburg with me... *giggle* Oh, and that's another thing...
I may very well wind up working for this farmer too.
His eyes lit right up when he heard that I can do most of this shit myself. 'Course, there's also a "breakfast" place right down the road that looks like a place to look into, too. We'll see.
One thing at a time. And, first, right now, is Donny, damn it.
Not more typing. Suppose that means I oughta wrap this up, then, huh?
(Yeah. That'd be a idea, dipshit...) Movin' to Gettysburg.
My Gawd. Peace, y'all...
Comments
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Way to go girlie! Hey, you could pick much worse places to move to than Gettysburg! It is a "unique" place, and I hope you grow to enjoy it there. I've been frequenting that area for over 30 years, and I never grow tired of it. Of course, I don't have to live there, so what can I say!
Anyway, good luck with the pending move and I don't envy you having to transport all those critters! Um, Wringling Brothers, Barnam, and Stevie... Right? Hang in there girl!...
Anyway, good luck with the pending move and I don't envy you having to transport all those critters! Um, Wringling Brothers, Barnam, and Stevie... Right? Hang in there girl!...
Posted by: Bob in Virginia at September 09, 2005 07:35 PM (uKCKK)
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I think the new situation sounds wonderful. I hope you find a horse. If you were near here, I'd give you one, if you were into doing the training. We're really trying to cut down. But maybe you're not into Arabians.
Gettysburg...I don't believe in ghosts, but that place definitely has a "haunted" energy to it. The women in my family get goosebumps passing through it ...many of our ancestors died there.
People are always commenting on how there is no cussing on my blog. From now on, I'm going to tell them that it's all over here, and we're just doing our part to balance out the universe.
Gettysburg...I don't believe in ghosts, but that place definitely has a "haunted" energy to it. The women in my family get goosebumps passing through it ...many of our ancestors died there.
People are always commenting on how there is no cussing on my blog. From now on, I'm going to tell them that it's all over here, and we're just doing our part to balance out the universe.
Posted by: Belinda at September 11, 2005 04:00 AM (M7kiy)
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Thanks, Bob!!!
And, Belinda... that last paragraph made me laugh out loud. That concept works for me... *grin*
I kinda feel the same way about the way I am about cats. I'm balancing out the other "half" of the population who act about (dopey, icky) kids the way I do my (perfect, wonderful) cats... *cracking up*
And, yes, I'll (gladly) take responsibility to (easily) make sure your alloted lifetime amount of cussing gets used. Yours, mine and several other people's as well, I'm sure.
(I can probably do that just in moving alla these CATS to Gettysburg... *laughing so I don't cry*)
Off to obtain boxes.
(God, help me...)
And, Belinda... that last paragraph made me laugh out loud. That concept works for me... *grin*
I kinda feel the same way about the way I am about cats. I'm balancing out the other "half" of the population who act about (dopey, icky) kids the way I do my (perfect, wonderful) cats... *cracking up*
And, yes, I'll (gladly) take responsibility to (easily) make sure your alloted lifetime amount of cussing gets used. Yours, mine and several other people's as well, I'm sure.
(I can probably do that just in moving alla these CATS to Gettysburg... *laughing so I don't cry*)
Off to obtain boxes.
(God, help me...)
Posted by: Stevie at September 11, 2005 05:56 AM (19wSR)
Posted by: Amy at September 13, 2005 10:14 AM (0ElmH)
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Hey - congratulations to both you and Eric!!
Sounds like you've paid your dues and are finally seeing that Karma train come into your station.
And I am jealous! Gettysburg is one place that I wish I could visit, but being 3,000 miles away makes for a long drive.....please, please, PLEASE post some photos of the farm and house!!
Sounds like you've paid your dues and are finally seeing that Karma train come into your station.
And I am jealous! Gettysburg is one place that I wish I could visit, but being 3,000 miles away makes for a long drive.....please, please, PLEASE post some photos of the farm and house!!
Posted by: Mad Mikey at September 13, 2005 03:17 PM (NmR1a)
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"Then, when I was in the cow barn last night and looked down the rows and smelled that beautiful, earthy, "I'm home" smell of the cows, feed and shit, I really knew.
That was before we even saw the inside of the house."
Oh yeah, you got the farm bug real bad. I remember those days.
That was before we even saw the inside of the house."
Oh yeah, you got the farm bug real bad. I remember those days.
Posted by: McDadbear at September 14, 2005 02:52 AM (5UTU2)
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