overall i have mixed feelings, it was our first house and i put a -lot- of sweat into that house. without a doubt it was probably a dumb finacial move to sell now, but screw it, it’s only money. it feels so free to not own a house. there are a lot of upsides to owning a house, but that house tought me that there are a lot of downsides too.

from now on, i’m either going to rent something i don’t have to give a crap about, or i’m going to build my killer container house. i will never buy another existing house. i’m sick of textured drywall, and i’m sick of six panel home depot doors, and i’m sick shoddy contruction, and i’m sick of being a part of the disgusting cycle of disposable contruction.

in other news, aside from moving out of our house and into my sister-in-laws (aka “the kellys”) driveway, life has been even more crazy. the week before we were going to move otto was experiencing extreme back pain and we thought he had a serious problem. then after some xrays and test he started to get a bad fever which pointed towards some kind of infection. after admitting him to the doggy hospital to bring down his fever we found a lump on his side that pointed to a foxtail that was working it’s way out of his body. after that he start gradually getting back to normal. so normal in fact that just today he ran out into the street and got hit by a friggin car! it was aweful, i saw it go down and i thought for sure he was going to be seriously injured, but so far so good. later in the day he start to limp a bit more, i’m sure some bruising was starting to really hurt. i gave him some pain meds and muscle relaxants we had left over from his back pain and it seemed to help.

life at the kelly’s has been fun. it’s a bit of a pain living out of boxes still, but the set up here is perfect. they have a huge flat driveway for the rig and even a little in-law cottage we can sleep in while we get the rig road ready. ingrid love’s hanging out with lizzy and her friends or other little girls on the street. every day is like one huge playdate.

here’s pluto on the dash of my F350 as we leave the house for the last time. after he realized the dash wasn’t the best place to hang out, he chilled out pretty fast and was pretty mellow on the ride to ben lomond, i think he’ll do pretty well in the RV.