~and the door shall always be open to you~

The days of the first 3 weeks of tiny cabin living flew by, and now we are on the downhill slide as we enter the final 7 days here.  There were many lessons to be learned, among them the fact that neither Mike or I could really live like this forever.  I love the idea of living simply, but at this point in time we just need more space to spread out in than a 450 square foot tiny cabin provides.

Maybe when we are older and have both retired it will become more appealing to us.  For now, we are most thankful to have had a solid roof over our heads, a bed to sleep in each night, and a safe place to wait out our time to finally settle in our new home in far northern Oklahoma.

There have been several mini lessons we have been the recipients of.  One of them is being most careful each morning as we back out of our parking places in the predawn darkness when we head off to work and school.  A camping spot, one that might have been barren as we went to bed the night before, may well have been filled overnight with a 35-40 foot travel trailer and vehicles to go with them.  We learned early on that quarters would become a precious commodity as we traipse over to the laundry area here at the KOA to wash/dry our clothes.  I'm not sure how many rolls of them we have gone through by this point in our stay, but suffice it to say there have been aplenty.  I have learned once again to think hard about whether or not an article of clothing is really dirty or whether or not it could be worn a second time around.  By so doing, we can make our trips to wash clothes more efficient in both time and money spent.

During this next week we will begin to pack up those things which we brought here to the cabin and take them with us to Newkirk next Sunday when we go there to close on our house.  Once the paperwork is signed, we will drop this first load of things off at our new home and head back to Burkburnett.  During spring break, the week following our closing date, we will spend our time in Kay County as we begin to get things moved from storage units here in Burkburnett as well as in Newkirk.  Although there are many things that we want to do in our new home, most of it will have to wait patiently until we get moved there for good once school gets out in mid-May.  In the meantime, we will move everything in and go through it box at a time to determine where in the world to put it, or if we even need it in the first place.  That will surely keep us busy.

There are precious few school days left to spend with the 11 second graders who call me "teacher" each day.  Every morning as they come into our classroom, I always try to remember to make the remaining moments we have together each day to count for the good.  They know how much their teacher loves them and wishes for their future to be the best one they can have.  Although I am more than anxious to be able to finally move to our new home when school is through, each day that passes by is one less day that I will have with them, a sobering fact if ever there was one.  We have gotten used to being with each other and have developed our own routine.  Through good days and bad, we have stuck together in our little classroom community.  They were loved by me before I even met them, and they shall be forever in their teacher's heart. 

One thing is for certain.
Saying good-bye to each of them as they walk out the door on that last day of school will not be easy.




Mike and I took this picture in the summer of 2015, only a few weeks after we arrived here along the Red River.  This was in our first house in Burkburnett, a rental on the other side of town from where we bought our home in 2016.  Although we only stayed there for 6 months until we could find a house we wanted to purchase, Mike worked hard to make improvements at our home along Bishop Road.  Our Vaughn Street home was no different.  He always leaves places where he has lived in a better condition than when he first found it.  


There are many things we would like to do at the house in Newkirk.  It was built four years before I was born and finds itself in need of updating aplenty.  One of the first things to do during spring break will be for Mike to install new gooseneck faucets in the kitchen.  One feature we don't want to get rid of is the old farmhouse style sink.  It has been ages since I saw anything like the current one, with extended draining areas to each side of it.  In remarkably good condition for its age, it would cost a fortune to replace it with something similar today.  Little by little as time and money allows, we will make this new house into a place we both enjoy calling our home.

And the door shall always be open to you~






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