Out of my mind,

Yet still in me head.

Apologies for the lapsesesssss,,, I know I’ve spoiled a few of y’uns with my daily sometimes multiple daily posts,,,

this last week, with Sis in town, was a whirlwind of activity. I was able to get some decent hours in, thanks to her being here to take dad about, but it was more than that. She did SHIT TONS of legwork in the legal-eagle aspects, dealing with a shyster Lawyer that had messed up some paperwork of dads and made selling his house near impossible. Its back in HIS name now, out of our kids names, so no sending sales contracts to the fourwinds and hope everyone does their part in time. Less aggrevation for everyone, but it shouldn’t have cost him, yet did. He had to pay the refile fees (for something that shouldn’t have been filed to begin with. It states in black and white ‘on proof of death’, and he ain’t ded yet.)

She was also going through his house and pre-emptively ’emptying the cup’ for when it does come time to move. At least two carloads to the thrift shop. Nothing from the basement as yet. Thats my territory and I will ‘find homes’ for that stuff when we put a shed on my property. That was one of Da’s stipulations: He’s buying it, and its meant to house all the tools and stuff that are currently in his place: his, mine, and all the nutz-n-boltz one could ask for (how the hell he ended up with so much hardware, I will never know, but hey, there it is.) I’m thankful as all get out for the things she did while here: I would have needed to take WEEKS off to get half of what she did, done. And I likely would have ended up in jail, at least once, for threatening mad violence against “Stoopid”,,, Just sayin’,,,,

On my end though,,,, Lots of walking in the briars of Briarhill. Trying to find these old ‘surveying’ stakes. Only, one wasn’t a physical stake at all: it was a plastic flag tied to a barbwire fence,,,that had long since sun-rotted away. (facepalm moment!) But I am finding ‘something’ and making strides using whats found and the vague ass description in the deed. Converting those points into ‘real’ GPS coordinates, and converting those to NGS standard of degree, minutes, seconds, bearing between points (thank you google maps, even if your interface is NOT intuitive,,,)

I’m even in contact with a lawyer,,, Bud I have worked with, literally. My favorite Socialist debater when he was working with us during summer months between law school years. I sent him what I had; original deed, my notes, my thoughts on wording of description, and queries as to what I need to do paperwork side of things to actually divide the property in two parts. He responded back that he is getting with one of the senior partners that has far more experiance with property issues and will get back to me this weekend. YES!!!! Hot damn, one good point towards peace of mind in my little world.

For the record, I am doing the leg work here,,, I DO intend on seeing a surveyor and getting advice as well. That may end up with me hiring said surveyor to come out and plant PHYSICAL stakes and ‘certifying’ them for posterity. I don’t want any claim jumpers and seeing the vague ass wording of some of these old deeds, far too easy for that to happen.

And I want to be able to sell off at will later down the road. A clean deed will make that possible. Whether I do or not is beside the point, ABILITY is solid currency compared to where I sit now. (and admit it Dio,,, you WANT to sell and move,,, Yeah,,, that too. Just not right NOW.)

As for the mess of the world,,,,

NO COMMENT.

I have thoughts on it, but no one wants to hear them as they are not positive, especially for the FUSA,,, Our leaders bit the dog, but the dog wasn’t as weak and timid as they thought. FAFO comes home to roost, every. single. time.

my only real comment and its to a specific person: Be wary of whom you ally with, and have a backup plan. (and in some ways, this mirrors my own little world. Gentlemans agreement of Shared ownership of property,,, Now its biting me,,,but I am getting it rectified. I only hope I beat the bell this once.)

more laters,,,

LLLLL!

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