The last of it

The last box has finally been unpacked. All we really have left is framed family/friend pictures and wall art. I'm waiting for my mom to get here to hang all that stuff.

Is this gross or what? All of this packing paper came from that last box. The box had dishes in it, so it probably took a little more paper than less breakable items...plus, as it turns out, I am an obsessive packer.

After the initial unpack, I ended up delivering 3 Element loads full of broken down boxes and paper to the recycling center in Dewey. Turns out our garbage company does not pick up recycling on the gravel roads in our neighborhood. But they pick up our garbage...what the heck?

It puts the lotion on it

House hunting is something else. There are alot of crazy, quirky houses out here. One thing I do not understand is the lawn with the manicured section of green grass. We're in the middle of the desert people...there is a constant water shortage and it's really expensive (we will likely have a $40-$60 water bill per month). Why, oh why would you plant grass that requires so much water to be dumped on it to have it look nice? I prefer the rock lawn. It fits better. Another popular...or maybe not so popular alternative is Astroturf. Yes, you can still have green grass in your yard that requires zero maintenance.


This house that we looked at had Astroturf and a strange concrete hole in the backyard. The selling agent asked our real estate agent to ask us if we knew what it was (I think the house was a foreclosure so he had no contact with the previous owners).

To me the hole looked like they were trying to make one of those lap pools where the water jets out at you so you just kind of swim in place. But there were no electrical or water connections. It reminded Zach of Silence of the Lambs....some sort of strange torture chamber.

We took a pass on that house.