Searching.

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Between internet searches for a solid machine within a reasonable price point and physically going through the many boxes stored upstairs, my mind whirls. I already know some things on my purchase list, for example the Stihl or Husqvarna chain saw and the ladder of choice. I already have the roofing material, down to the nails, purchased. And I do have some rope and harness gear. Much of the rest of what I need to do depends on figuring out finances in a way that allows even the rental and construction of a construction grade dumpster.

I take breaks from trying to figure everything out. Sometimes it takes days to get back to solving and looking, as if it mattered to a degree. It will take months, perhaps years, and some calamity to force some issues. Is this merely training in patience? Is it simply the truth of reality, something most people do not attempt to solve?

Sam and Sassy keep me active, involved, and offer lots of attention. Sassy, still being a little one, also provides plenty of trouble. Her curiosity and hunger for something other than cat food lead us to impasses on a regular basis. All of these things are actually quite pleasant. Well, barring scratches in my sleep and vomit in my bedroom, if I have solved these by attempting at all cost to keep the girls out of my sleeping area at all times. Oddly, they seem to like me much more for the separation. And I sleep better not having to worry about rolling on one or both of them.

A little more goofing, then maybe back to digging through the boxes for the books pertaining to arbor work, climbing, and tying climbing knots. Have a good day.