Not too much to report today, but thought ought to be recorded on a journal sometimes. We decided to rename the Farm to Camp Creekside, so long as we are living in a semi-primitive glamper trailer house. Once the farmhouse is built we'll go back to Creekside Farm. Names are important.
We got about two thirds of the insulation into the tiny house on Sunday morning, and the water heater for the house came in so Ill get the plumbing done soon. And we went out to look for ideas about interior finished walls and decided on the shower stall. So progress is being made.
A conversation during all of this led us to believe that our best course might be to divest ourselves of most of the stuff we own. The furniture goes to Habitat for Humanity, the rest to Goodwill. We will begin going through the closets and getting rid of stuff this week. But space must be regained or we simply will not fit or well waste resources on renting a storage unit for the furniture. Money won't be the only issue but it certainly is a big part of the issues that exist. We decided to lose the television cable and move our internet connection over to cellular. This ought to cut costs by about $200 a month. I bought an amplified digital antenna and the channels are more than sufficient, so Comcast goes away in a month. Part of the plan to stop paying out every cent we bring in. Our credit has taken a large jump, there is both money and credit to make our project happen. Now all I need is some time to get things done.
My worries about Jackson and our business are starting to slack off. The big projects I took, out of desperately trying to keep his head above water, are wrapping up. He's looking for other work options. My business is a tough one and I never wished for him to be in it in the first place. I am sleeping soundly once more.
Nothing much else is happening. In a few weeks we should make the move. Camp Creekside, here we come.
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