Even if we stayed till the June 12th deadline, we have no more than a month left here.

Yesterday they came out and staked the corners of the land. Next they’ll stake the individual lots, and I guess they could come today to set up the water tank.

Meanwhile, we’re going into Mesa so I can get an ATM card for the credit union so we can finally close the BOA account and be just about done with them once and for all. He can’t close that account himself because my name is on it, too.

Tom won us a laptop yesterday for $60, including shipping. It’s coming from Missouri.

Amelia went to New York yesterday and the Barbies are going to New Hampshire. Maria hasn’t been paid for yet. We’ve been stiffed so far on both incense auctions and it looks like the winner of the Madonna laserdisc isn’t going to pay up either.

We received the documents pertaining to the land from Michael, along with some pictures. They’re the same pictures that are online, though. The only new pictures are of the surrounding area – Mount Shasta, Sprague River, Klamath Lake, and Klamath Falls. Because Oregon’s older, it’s got a lot of old, ugly buildings like New England does, but I don’t care anymore. All I care about is not having to live with wacko blackos, manic Hispanics or stormin’ Mormons. Anyway, we both signed the papers and will have both our names on the land. We don’t have to get anything notarized, so we can mail it back today. Then, we’ll call him two days before we arrive there to set up a time to be taken to lot #13 on Bly Mountain, which is the piece we paid for. We have up to a year to exchange it, but unless Tom wants to, I’ll probably just take whatever we can get because I know that no matter where we go, we’re going to get noisy neighbors at some point. Never do the quiet people go next to us. Never. So, knowing this, I just hope that the weather there will keep the neighbors indoors more often. The lot next to us is listed as sold, and although Michael stated that no houses can be seen from our land, I’m sure that’ll change soon enough. The good thing is that we can plant so many more things there so much easier and while keeping them out of sound won’t be very easy on a 200’ x 500’ lot, keeping them out of sight shouldn’t be too hard.

Anyway, neither of us believes the number 13 is unlucky, but the numbers 3 and 4 by themselves or combined with each other are definitely evil. Just the terrible things that happened when I was 34 alone are enough to tell me that. Makes me dread turning 43!

Later…

We went to Mesa to sign the papers at the credit union. The 2½-hour trip felt like an all-day road trip. What beautiful flowers are blooming everywhere! I’ll miss the flowers, palms, and cactuses and newer, nicer buildings, but again, if going where we’re going is going to keep the neighbor’s 4 screaming kids indoors more often along with Fido and Spot, I’m all for it. The only thing that may not be much different is the damn car stereos. People still come and go in vehicles all year long there so that could still be a nuisance.

Tom thinks we’re 20 years away from having neighbors there, but I say 1-3.

After the PO and credit union, I got some lunch at Panda Express. It was a bit spicy, but I do love Chinese. Tom got a grinder next door at Subway, and once we had our food we ate outside at one of their tables.

Huey called wanting more information about the well. Either way, we don’t have to worry about him backing out, not that he will, because we already got our money. No one else has been back yet to work on the water tank or any more staking.

Meanwhile, all that’s left for us to do is get the RV, sell the stuff that’s not going with us, and get out.