Guilty As Charged...

I have a few things that I need to confess to you, the great absolver of our generation, the internet. We didn't go through with the sale of our beloved Tabitha. Due to the fact that we are in the process of buying six whole acres that will need clearing and managing like any good manifest destiny-ish landowner should perform (and the fact that we are in a high fire danger area, and therefore need to clear the land to within an inch of its life) AND the fact that there is no trash pickup in this neighborhood, we bailed on the sale and have kept her around for the weekly trip to the dump. The dude who was going to buy her is completely fine with our Kerry-esque waffling, as he realizes that Tabby is probably too old to do all the four wheelin' that he wanted to do with her. So we are now, cringe, a three car family. Yeah sure, we can sorta justify each one of them, but it seems so horribly materialistic. It isn't quite my Environmental Engineer's dream of living where we could walk and bike to excellent public transportation and live a petroleum free (or at least petroleum-lite) lifestyle. Ah, well. Hopefully we'll get around to installing some solar panels, or a windmill or something. And a gray water re-use system. And maybe a wildlife rescue center or two, maybe that would even the karmic scales, right? Maybe?

And speaking of wildly materialistic, guess what we did AGAIN! Yes, we did it. We went to IKEA a second time. Exonerate me, oh All Seeing Internet. See, the first time we were there, we stumbled upon the fact that they carry a Pergo-esque flooring material, for the paltry sum of 99 cents a square foot! And after a week of (you guessed it) waffling, we decided to give it a go. And of course we had to pick up a few other (thousand) things while we were there, including the world's sexiest (slightly damaged, wildly discounted) dining room set. Our dining room will ROCK! I think. If we can manage the laminate install... So here I go to rip up some carpet. Or to paint a bathroom. Or to build some bookshelves. Ah, the fun things I get to do now that I live in nature's playground...