Big girl job

Big girl job

My whole adult life I have wanted to get a “Big Girl Job.” I wanted my own office, and benefits, and a place I could get dressed up to go. But with this move, this suddenly seems so unappealing to me. I am beginning to resent my job, because I could be at my little farm working.

As of right now we have nearly finished putting the walls up. Sorta. My bedroom still needs drywall, and the some of the plywood for the living room walls hasn’t even been cut yet. We still don’t have our carpet bought, nor do we have someone to install it. We HAVE to move in this weekend, so we will probably be doing the carpet after we move in. Which involves moving a lot of stuff around.

The good, but bad news is, Paul’s company is closing for a week in October. Apparently they do this a couple times a year to install and maintain equipment. Bad news is, no pay. Good news is, he’ll have time for all of the projects we haven’t gotten to just yet. I plan on keeping him very very busy that week.

Parker, the large white moose, and Penny my neurotic heeler.
Don't they just look at home on the couch? 

I don’t have any pictures of our progress because, well I am usually too busy doing stuff. I think that makes me a bad blogger already.

We took our dogs out there the other night. I thought they would be so happy to play in the new bigger yard Mom and I built. No. They looked at us out the window while we worked on the porch. I kept telling them to go play and be dogs, but apparently they missed their couch. Towards the end of the night there was even crying involved. Them, not me, mostly.

I’m sure it doesn’t help the place smells like a construction zone, and not home. It’ll will take some adjusting for all of us.