Please Hold While We Connect You

I have intentionally NOT included pictures with the last few posts because it just got to be too much explanation and not enough evidence of progress. The build has also been coming along, but we have reached a state of stasis until I can get connected to those who hold my monies.

NEVERTHELESS…despite the overwhelmance of my emotional, financial, spiritual and physical states, I am still here, pulling my hair out, smoking waaaay too much, and stressing more than I ever remember and using up every last one of my 2100+ accumulated rollover minutes to make myself liquid. Financially liquid, ya jokesters.

If one more person asks me to have patience, more patience, or even suggests that I haven’t been p-a-t-i-e-n-t, I’m gonna show ‘em what I’m like when I’m impatient. And I ain’t pretty when I’m in that state.

So, enough about me, let me tell you about my House.

The House is fine, thank you very much and she thanks you for checking in on her. T2tW Ranchita and House are pleased to announce that she is all prepped—except for one lousy, stinking window—to be coated in her glorious and fabulous tri-layered exterior stucco. House has given Owner Julie permission to have the final finish coat be a nice light warm shade of yellow known as Candlelight.

When she has the money to do the final coat.

Until then House will be in stealth mode as she sits near the Manzanos in her dual layers of adobe and cement grayish brown. A shade I’m calling Still Alive and Kickin’. House will match the mountains. For now.

The sheet rock and insulation is due to happen next—in parallel to the stucco work—and will happen (here we go again) when Owner Julie gets the money to pay the nice men who will come and install the ceilings and closet walls.

Once those tasks are completed, then House will have several soothing and calming layers of hand applied earthen plaster applied all over her inside walls. It may feel like an annual gyn exam, except that houses don’t get those kind of exams, but, Owner Julie is feeling like that’s what one of those exams would feel like on a grand scale. Owner Julie will speak soothingly to House to ensure she stays calm during this time. We don’t need no cracks showing themselves at this critical time. That’s the end of the next phase of the build. There’re two more phases after that.

For now we have the following completed: All exterior doors are in and have been lovingly caressed with linseed oil to bring out their natural and unique wood grains, except for the one fiberglass door. It’s just functional and to be ignored. It just had to fit in a hole, and so it does. I’ll install the locksets and dead bolts—very nice ‘oiled bronze’ egg-shaped handles and bolts. I like ‘em. They were the closest to a copper tone I could find.

The small portal over the exterior master bedroom doorway is up, tarred and waiting for the top layer to be applied. The other portal over the west-facing doorway is in a similar state of existence.

The glass blocks are all installed.

The fireplace is coming out and banco seating will be in its place…until I get some more money to buy a UL approved, manufactured fire insert, wood burning stove or other acceptable UL approved, manufactured wood burning fire structure.

Ya know how most of say, a woman’s got to do what a woman’s got to do? I had to live that with the (temporary) loss of the fireplace. ~sniff~

So, with all my due and diligent work, p-a-t-i-e-n-c-e and summer vacation time, I am very close to getting some money so that we can proceed with the rest of the build.

Lil’ Bit, “Rusty” (a new bunny to the family) and Lil’ Bun are all racing around in front of me as I sit here on the steps to TTC. They are practically fearless and amuse all of here at The Ranchita. I just wish they would sit still and have their picture taken. For a family portrait and all. They get within several feet and don’t spook, but just dang well won’t sit still. They must be part of my clan, as their behavior is mine.

BUT! The House is going to be faboo when it’s done. Give me a month. Or three. Until then, from The Tin Can, I sit and wish you all a better manana. Te amo, one and all!