I went to the courthouse yesterday to make sure I did not miss something in the mail. Our taxes tripled on our acreage and I was a few days late last year to contest it. So I will try this year. In Lincoln County you must have 40 acres to have your farmable land be taxed as ag ground. Well, we do have more than 40 acres in Lincoln County technically. So we will see how that goes…I went to the commissioner meetings last year and they told me it was too late to contest it….so we will see if we end up paying three years of triple taxes or what they will decide. We are not contesting the stepped up value of taxes on the house, based on the sale price, but getting dinged for residential type on the 17 acres that is farmed seems a bit of an overkill to me. They put the house at a 100K more than what anyone was willing to pay for it…so I will question a portion of that as well…I am not a free loader, but fair is fair.
So I survived 1/2 day of work, a trip to the courthouse and decided that I should move some snow…My cold, though I don’t feel horrible, has made a “look like shit” dent on my appearance. My eyes are red, watery, and itchy, my nose is running like a faucet or so stuffed I can’t breathe or talk..so i was a walking mess yesterday. I went to the Milwaukee house, fired up the blower and did the walks there after the courthouse. I went home, geared up, started the snowblower there and started blowing snow from the drive way. In the new fallen snow, I saw the tracks..the tracks from the dog we do not own..Mattie..he had come to visit us when we were not home, after the snow had quit. He came to the entry way door, snooped around, then pooped where Jeff usually parks and went out back and sniffed around the grill and the back door and then went to the barn. I couldn’t believe he pooped 5 ‘ away from our door…he was probably upset that we were not there to hand him treats! So I scooped up his poop and flung it out where we don’t walk every day and started blowing snow.
I blew snow for a good hour or so…we have what I would deem as a very large driveway…and it had been driven on a couple of times so the snow was packed down in areas. So each time I went over it, and came back the other way…it actually took it down to the pavement, but it was a lot of repeat walking back and forth. I had to chuckle..I had my carhartt gear on, with my warm thick, stiff carhartt bibs on. I sneezed – I sneezed so violently that had I been a character in a cartoon I would have flown backwards…but instead I thought oh my goodness.. did I just pee a little? LOL…I convinced myself that I did not pee a little…and that even if I had, it would have took 20 minutes to soak out through my outer layers…so I was laughing, blowing snow, and unable to figure out if I actually did pee myself. Yes…welcome to my life. and NO it turns out when I was done, I did not pee myself 😉 but it was funny!
I unstuffed while I was blowing snow. I felt pretty decent as I was finishing up, sweaty and hotter than all get out from the effort, but I could breathe through my nose. Then I walked into the house and bam…I plugged up bigger than big…so I put on part of my gear and went back outside and shoveled off an area on the back patio. I didn’t have enough energy left to feed the birds, so that will get done today.
There had been a few turkeys out back yesterday morning- I didn’t see them, but I saw their tracks and where they dug up the snow under all the feeders looking for food. I was sitting on the couch eating a peanut butter sandwich and I saw a flock of 20 walking up Dave and Shirleys driveway heading for our house…..but a car came and they flew back the way they had come. So I will get the Pheasant starter feed out there today- it was on clearance at Bomgaars and I figured if it was good for pheasants..it would be good for turkeys. I have just a little sunflower seed left and little thistle seed left so I will see how far that will go in filling the feeders then go to bomgaars and buy some more. The feeders were low enough on feed yesterday that the squirrels had to resort to the suet on the platform..and they never eat the suet…
I need to do laundry today, I did not do any inside work yesterday. I noticed when I went to bed that our sliding closet doors were slightly open, they were open the width of our cat….she had figured out how to slide open the closet doors and each closet in our house is open cat width..she then decided that she wants to hang out in the cupboard by our kitchen table- the one where I keep paperwork in….that scared me the first time she came flying out of that cupboard! I was like what the heck Hoosier??? Funny cat!
The other day at work, the girls were talking about the houses they grew up in. I got a few strange looks when I said, the house I grew up in had no heat upstairs…and had five bedrooms and one bathroom. I told them that bathroom was as far away from the bedrooms as you could get without going outside and that if I had to potty in the middle of the night in the winter, I would grab my blanket and head downstairs and that the folks would find me curled up on the hot air vent downstairs the next morning. I didn’t live in a house that had central air until I was 51 years old. I told them too, that we had a fancy outhouse on the farm where I grew up- it was a three seater. We used it when we were outside in the summer and my grandpa always used it when he came to visit. I realized during that conversation…that I was officially the “older” generation…whaaat??
We never went hungry, always had tons to do and never knew we were different or lucky, or poor until we paid attention to others opinions. Funny how that works.
I watched HGTV a little yesterday, it was househunters in the Bahamas. They had couples looking for homes in the Bahamas so they could get away from their hectic lifestyle on vacation..call me dumb, but if you are in your 60’s …you can rent a lot of house or all inclusive for years for a million. My other thought was this…are they so stressed that they do not realize that they can create their own oasis and slow their life down without spending a million dollars on a place very far away from them? Oh well, guess it would not be a tv show then. They complained of small kitchens, homes without storage…etc. Seriously, how much storage do you need for shorts, shirts, and swim trunks? This is a vacation home, not a hoarder home! They need to simplify their lives. Yep, the world according to Dawn….
Time to embrace this day, and get something done……