2nd September 2023
It was a fiver night, just those few hours to sleep. It was a hard time, and unfortunately I was not in the best frame of mind to lend my support. I wish there was a pattern to the behaviour, something that I can understand.
Kelli can go about ten days between events.
Despite that setback, she made a great effort to put it behind her and get on with her day.
She did a lot of sanding to a oak dresser, getting it ready for painting, whilst I managed to turn some good timber into waste and sawdust.
We had a good ride in the morning checking on progress of the farmhouse that appeared to have stalled. No progress has been made for several weeks now, and with the autumn around the corner they should have least worked on the roof.
We sold the dark dresser, it had taken longer than was normal, but a couple from Muskegon came to collect. I helped to load it into the back of the van, but first the guy had to make room. It was filled with junk, it looked like they hadn’t used the back door for ages.
There were all kinds of beach equipment along with empty bottles and cans. It made our truck look clean. But it was good to see the piece go.
Later in the afternoon a guy turned up to collect the two bar stools. These had been hanging around for a couple of weeks, making us doubt our original buying decisions.
Now we have two pieces that we are trying to turn into gems, a bit of a task, but we continue to be optimistic.
Another Lifetime to go 