patience-a virtue?

I think not!  Waiting is killing me.  Still too wet to dig and more rain coming tomorrow and/or Thursday.  Still haven't heard from the builder about an actual address which means I can't get the insurance guy to write the policy for coverage of theft of materials (of which there are none) and the future house (of which there is none).  Sigh.  So instead of twiddling my thumbs (truly inane activity) I'm getting myself familiar with Yabba Gabba (another truly inane activity).  Yabba Gabba is apparently Baby Crack—or at least the pre-toddler set are mesmerized by it whenever it comes on TV.  Booker, my grandson, apparently digs Brobee.  So while I'm waiting I'm planning his first birthday party which I am fortunate enough to host.  But it's in JUNE!  That's how bored I am with this waiting thing.  Sad that things have deteriorated to this point, I agree.

And gentle reader, you may be asking yourself, "Why isn't she getting soil tests, studying orchard maintenance, or planning her gardens?  Too wet, too muddy, and can't do orchard or garden planning until the house footprint is made known.  May sit tight for a year anyway on both the garden and orchard to get a feel for the lay of the land.  There are so many trees in there now, it's difficult to see.  I want to make sure we don't take out too many trees—want to keep the area around the house private and cozy.

So that's the update and where we are right now.  Since I'm spewing triteness, another saying is "This too shall pass."  It better.