I didn’t expect to still be here as autumn approaches. I especially didn’t expect to be here, with my husband in the prairies, over THERE, with autumn approaching.

See this pile’o wood?

It belongs here.

Considering how cool it’s been getting at night, I suppose the kids and I had better hop to it!

I don’t even mind that really. The work. I know we’ll simply kick it into gear and get’er done.

What I mind is knowing we never expected to have to worry about this, yet here we are… again.

Some days I wonder if this will ever end…

(If you’re new around the blog and wondering what on earth I’m referring to and whining about, we’ve been trying to sell our home for quite some time now. Hubby has already started our new life in the prairies of Saskatchewan, in a 5th wheel trailer, which is getting pretty darn cold at night I might add… while we impatiently await a buyer for our hobby farm here in beautiful British Columbia so our family can be together once again. I try real hard not to whine too often, but every once in a while it gets the better of me.)