After moving back to the lower 48, I have bought an RV and have been living on the road.
By: joealaska , 12:06 AM GMT on June 16, 2013
Life is good in Kentucky.
I continue to tread water here, still not driven to find a new job...yet. The first move will be to find a place to stay here in town. I do not need much, maybe just a studio apartment. At the same time I need to get a car. There really is not room for me here. I need some room to unpack my CRAP.
Meanwhile I am enjoying having plenty of time available to do WHATEVER.
The house here is on the second hole of the local golf course. It is on the inside of a sharp left dogleg where big hitters try to hit over the house as a short cut to the green. This leads to plenty of free entertainment for all of us here. DotMom spends a little bit of free time each day checking the obvious spots outside for free golf balls. Golfers are not supposed to walk on our yard looking for the lost balls, although they do so occasionally. In their defense, it can be hard to see exactly where golf course ends and backyard begins. But NO PROBLEM, Dot will be right there to show them the boundary. She knows many of the golfers, and the regulars know where the lines are. Still, it is pretty common for these folk to be up close and personal. Walking near the house, looking for that golf ball. A ball in the yard is not a big deal.
Unless it hits off the house first. ESPECIALLY if the golfer tried to hit over the house on purpose. Ask DotMom how she feels about that... She does not hear as well as she used to, but when that ball plunks off the roof, she hears THAT and is all over it. Usually she tries to find the ball quickly and waits for the golfer to come a looking. They always come looking.
When this house was built, it was the last home on the road. At least at that time. Eventually, the road was continued on further as a new section of the subdivision was built. But for several years, there was no house on one side and beyond, nor were there houses looking beyond the back yard.. There was a great view looking out back. Across the golf course and a small pond, the view was of rolling fields and farmland. It was common to see deer walk across the field. Sometimes many deer.
For me, the best view was from the patio in back looking down the fairway to the 2nd hole green. We could watch any golfers as they hit approach shots, then putted on the green.
But that view has changed. A house was built next door, then more houses. A bunch of big homes went up across that farmland. A couple of trees in that back yard of the house next door now block the green from our view. Then late last year the new neighbor took it all up a couple of notches. They put in a new pool. There are not many pools around here, but now we got one right next door.
Our house has a sunroom in that corner of the house. Best room in the house, featuring many windows to let us enjoy what views remain. With the water less than 30 feet away, we are becoming closer than ever with the neighbors. A single dad is the owner. He has a couple sons, who have girlfriends, who have bikinis. The dad travels with his job, so we have seen a couple pool parties already when the cat is away.
So our new view is pool people in various pool party pose. It is hard to look out the window and not feel a little embarrassed, especially when they look up and there is eye contact. Like they caught you staring at them. No, just opened the blinds...
These are the problems I am dealing with on a daily basis now.
Onward with the blog.
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