Mood: chillin'
Now Playing: Day 2597-Next GP Chapter... Turning Lemons Into Lemonade :)
This year looks like it will be a Valentine's Day spent indoors, but that's quite OK for Mr. Snoreo!
Guess the local DFF hall, Dogs Of Fun Families, are having their annual BowWowValentine dance tonight. Snoreo decided to take a quick nap, while waiting on Littleblue to finish getting ready. Heeheeheehee! Sorry... I don't do voice overs. Not just yet, anyways. Hahahahaha!
Eric was on his own again this afternoon. Another day going solo while taking Snoreo and Littleblue on their daily river trail walk. We sure do miss having a huge fenced in backyard! That is on our next home list of 'MUST HAVE.' Two days of not being able to walk is not sitting well with my body. I could barely get up to brush my teeth. So I know the importance of allowing my body some much needed rest. Of course, this meant having to push back our first in over a year, overnight historic investigation. Eric had to make that call early this morning after I got zero sleep. Little ole cranky, ME. That's putting it very lightly! HA!
Back to the impossible. Making plans in advance.
We have not a clue on how I am going to be feeling, days before the upcoming Journey concert. It could possibly be a complete wash, if my body doesn't at least give me some sort of warning. In advance. I would much rather auction the tickets off online and donate the money, than to have them just sit here at home. I don't want to be put in the position of having to sell them right now. Especially since we still have a little over a month left before the concert. We even had a house showing scheduled for later this afternoon, but with me unable to even get up off my couchbed. Eric had to once again, reschedule. By later this afternoon. We came to a quick agreement, that the best way to sell our home is to vacate it first. Being sick and not having much of a warning, makes showing our home virtually impossible. First of course, we must secure a temporary rental home. It seems now and days, finding a rental is a million times more difficult than getting a mortgage loan. For those who have asked. We are selling our home, by owner, 'As Is.'
All good things... All in good timing. Patience is a must!
At least I found a silver lining, while being stuck indoors, on my couchbed. I once again, connected with an online friend, Amy who does editing work for a local newspaper in Maine. It's been super nice having someone show me all the tricks of the trade when utilizing a green screen! The software has been a heck of a lot more difficult to master than I had initially anticipated. Using small photo editing paint brushes with an unsteady hand has been the hardest part when trying to erase the green screen from the initial frame. What I am having fun doing, is sending over photos from prior historic sites that myself and Eric have visited over the years. There are a few photos, that have now taken on an entirely different life of their very own!
This photo was taken 2 years ago. The early 1800's property was owned by the only doctor-surgeon in the entire city. The house was not only his residence, but as well operated as his medical practice, surgical room and even a graveyard located in the backyard. We had quite a few very bizarre things transpire at the historic home during our overnight stay. There are actually a few photos in which, clearly something is in the frame, but we couldn't quite make out the image. As of this evening, Amy was able to successfully uncover the image in the mirror. Not only was this the exact dark silhouette that we captured in a few other photos, but after careful review. We realized that the 7ft individual, in what appears to be a coat with some sort of old pin located on the front. Is actually who we believe to be the prior owner of the home back in the 1800's. The doctor-surgeon, husband and father of five. Wearing a medical pin. It took only a few minutes, once Amy was able to zoom in on the tall, dark silhouette in the mirror, to quickly realize that we were not only standing in the owners surgical suite, but as well behind us were medical pins that he collected over the years. There were quite a few pieces of medical history on display in his surgical suite that the doctor used while treating patients in his home.
We never went outside, in the backyard which used to be where they buried patients that had passed away either due to illness or surgical complications. There was far too much activity indoors. We felt no need to disturb those now at rest. It's amazing to think that some owners of beautiful historic homes, a piece of history, never truly leave.
They still live on...