Good News ... Bad News

It's never easy to make changes in life.  How's that for an opener!  I'm not really good at that stuff ... I just like to keep meandering along the same old same old.  I hate change.  But sometimes you aren't given much of a choice.  

The good news is I'm selling my Arizona house.  The bad news is I'm selling my Arizona house.  My accountant told me in no uncertain terms last year that this wasn't working out so well money wise, and I needed to get out of Dodge.  After having to have a new roof put on, I decided he was probably right.

That brought about a frenzy of OMG ... what am I going to do with all this stuff?  How am I going to get it to California.  Calling a Realtor was the easy part!

These are three of my photos she is using in the listing.  It's amazing that Mother Nature can put on so many different dresses in one season.  

All of these views are from my back yard.  Who would have thought the desert could be so pretty.

This one ... I can't believe I took this picture.  This is just the way it looked.  It's amazing.

Anyway ... so now there is the frenzy of calling the movers (who never return your call), calling the septic guys to pump the tank, calling the garage door guys to adjust the door ... lots of little fixit items, which of course means throwing more green stuff in the air and seeing where it lands.

There is some good news ... prices are higher than they have ever been, so I should end up with a nice chunk of cash.  I certainly won't LOSE any money.

I've been packing like crazy, throwing out SO MUCH junk.  What can I say ... I'm a depression baby who picked up on the "save everything" craze.  I pawned .... I mean donated .... lots of stuff off on Mr. Chance. A new wheelbarrow, shovels, flower pots ... that kind of stuff.  My fifth wheel is going to look like the Beverly Hillbillies.  I can't take the chance the movers will damage or lose my quilting stuff.

So I spent the day quilting my last quilt.  Luckily I talked the repairman into helping me disassemble it and load it in my truck at the end of the month.  This was my last hurrah!!  I'm hoping I can reassemble it myself because the California shop wants $800 to put it together.  I'm just shaking my head!

No worries ... I'LL BE BACK!  After all, I have a fifth wheel that can live at the fairgrounds any time I want.  In fact, I'll be back in January and February for sure.

Mr. Cooper has been pretty upset ... he knows something is going on.  What's that he's playing with?  Yup it's a skunk.  I admit, as a kid I collected every dead, beat up stuffed animal I could find.  My entire bed was covered in critters.  Either that weird habit never left me, or I never grew up.  The difference was instead of cute little things, I collected the weird.  Skunks, bears, anteaters, owls ... see I told you weird!!

The problem was that this was NOT a toy.  I couldn't convince him, so I gave in.  As soon as he went in the other room, it disappeared.  It will be donated along with a few more.

I'm pretty sad about leaving the beautiful view and the amazing sunsets, not to mention the critters, and MOST of all my friends Patty and Dan, but there are plans in the works.  In a year or so I'll be back looking for a stick house, assuming of course that I live that long.  And of course I'll be back with my mobile house on wheels.

In the meantime, I've got my work cut out for me.  More sorting and packing.  This should be fun, yes?? 

P.S.    I admit I won't be missing the scorpions OR the snakes!!