The Writing Was On The Wall

Here I sit at the computer when I should be working. What can I say? I was having computer and blog withdrawals. It is unusual for me to miss getting online for a whole day unless I'm out of town. John got the farm house back yesterday. I won't even go there. The writing was on the wall but John didn't read it or listen to me. I might add it is his rent property, not mine. I sold mine years ago. The last trip out was to show it to a couple and we ended up talking to them on the back steps until almost eleven. They are making good promises. They have three dogs and four kids 12 through 18. She is excited for the kids to live in the county but she is a city girl for sure, so how will she like cactus and mesquite stickers. All kinds of bugs and snakes? Dirt blowing in since it seems we are heading for a continuation of the drought? Rusty water? Not much activity in the small town one mile west? No garbage service? A long drive to her job in San Antonio? Well it remains to be seen, hope all will be well that ends well. One thing about looking at a turned back rental property it gives me the incinative to clean clean clean so I'm outta here. Have a good day everyone.