And I’m back…. Last we spoke I was working on a personal migration of sorts both physically and spiritually. You may remember from such post as Old house and snickers bar I have been involved in the painful throes of attempting to sell my completely restored historic home in a not so great economic climate. A house that I devoted the last six years of my life and every nickel I could scrape together. Why sell it?Because in all ways it was time to move on. We were stuck in a moment and needed to get out. In total the house has been on the market for two years. During the last several years the road had gotten dark since my brother left. Life wasn’t the same and I knew it never would be. It took me to my knees and stripped me of everything that wasn’t elemental to my being. What was left was someone who no longer was tied to anything they owned. It was just stuff and when you look at the things you own as just stuff then everything changes.
So we had an offer on that old house we couldn’t refuse and like a dingy being towed behind an enormousness tanker ship in rough seas we cut the rope and raised our homemade sails. Where did we end up you ask. North I say. Only 40 miles or less as the crow flies but in many ways a very different country.
Woahh…. You say what about that smokehouse you were fixing up to be a studio/single malt scotch thinking room. Well within about a week we had an offer on the table. I had at the end of a six year intense restoration project restored the last remaining project. So it goes……. My job was complete and I was free to go. God speed….
Back to square one:
So my new shop/shack leaves a lot to be desired complete with wild animals and no doors. Lots of projects have been marinating over the last month and I can’t wait to crank Onetreewoodworks up again. New beginnings and new ideas. Stay tuned…
Doo doo doo looking out my back door.