Yesterday Vince was going to the landfill. Trash pickup is probably the one thing I really miss. Last week, it was Monday or Tuesday when the freezer door got left open and we had to toss quite a bit of meat. It’s been in the upper 80’s to mid-90’s during the day. I asked Vince if he was going to take the trash to the landfill and he said “later”. I knew it was going to smell really bad. On Thursday I reminded him that the landfill was going to be closed Friday for Good Friday. Nope . . he’d go on Monday. Oh, my . . it smelled bad . . seriously bad! I guess if we did have trash pickup and they came on Monday, we would have been in the same predicament.
I could have put the bad meat in trash bags and put it back in the freezer and I should have . . but I didn’t.
Vince is the worst about leaving an empty chicken feed bag leaning up against the wall or a tree. Our winds are crazy and the first thing you know, I’m seeing 5 or 6 empty chicken feed bags in the wood so I went traipsing through the woods gathering chicken feed bags before Vince went to the landfill.
Being out in the woods was fun. I was, of course, watching for snakes and saw my first Texas spiny lizard of the season. We’ll see hundreds of these guys over the next six months. They usually make me jump because I always think they’re a snake . . but they aren’t. They move fast and I usually hear them before I see them but I saw this guy just sitting still.
There were more bluebonnets in the woods than I’ve seen in previous years. That made me happy!
Little clumps of bluebonnets here and there. Then there were a few bigger areas of them.
This picture sums it up for me:
Flowers and cactus. The flowers remind me how beautiful it can be here and the cactus reminds me how hard life can be here.
Vince and I have been talking about where we want to move. We’ve considered east Texas, western Louisiana, western MO, NW AR, even Georgia and Tennessee were mentioned. Late last week, Vince said . . What about **? We’ve never talked about that state. I’m not even mentioning the state because who knows if we’ll really do it. Vince got online and started looking at taxes . . Do they tax social security? Do they tax pensions? To they have decent medical care? How are the roads? How do property taxes compare to other areas we’ve considered? What about sales tax?
We began looking at real estate in several areas. There was one house that really grabbed us both. It has 80 acres! It has a great shop and a wonderful kitchen. It’s about 2 hours from the ideal location we had decided upon but both of us really like it. Yesterday afternoon, I checked the listing again . . halfway hoping there was a contract on it. Nothing indicated it was sold.
Then I saw the flowers in the woods and I’m not sure I’m ready to leave here. We can’t come back. Once we leave here, we’re gone for good. Our previous moves were so easy because we didn’t really have to think about it . . everything was decided for us. Deciding whether to stay or go; where to go; when to go . . it’s all so much harder than I had ever dreamed it would be.
The good news is . . we don’t have to do anything right this minute. We can continue thinking about it and talking about it. We had a friend over yesterday and Vince told him “I think we’ve decided where we’re going to move!” and Vince told him the area. I was surprised Vince shared that info. Maybe he’s serious . . maybe that is where we’ll end up. Who knows??