Went to the ranch today to check on things and as I rounded the corner I could not see my bunk house building.  My first thought was that someone had stolen my building.  My next thought was that a tornado had carried it off.  However, as I pulled in the yard it was there but it had burned to the ground.  I was totally at a loss for words and thoughts actually.  It took me a few minutes to remember that we had a violent thunderstorm night before last and much lightning.  I am sure that a bolt hit the house and the house just burned until the rain put the fire out.  Total loss of building and contents.  Had several things that were and are going to be hard to replace.  A teak table and chair set was our main dining table out of the porch.  A big rocking chair that the kids gave me.  An old oak chair that was like the kind that were in school houses years ago.  We have been working on that building for a couple of years and had it just about perfect for our needs.  With Kyle’s excellent help we were able to get it finished out without too much difficulty and expense.  That wont be so easy this time.

We are back to one building, the kitchen, living room and dining room and have fallen back in the evolutionary chain to the point of using the outhouse. Glad I didn’t tear the thing down as some folks had suggested.  A sack of lime and refill the Tupperware toilet paper tub and that baby is good to go.  Oh, may have to do something about the large lizard that seems to like the area right above the door.  It is disconcerting, to say the least, when you are sitting there contemplating the meaning of life and look up into the eyes of a very large lizard.  Oh, we are back to bathing under the water tank.  I can turn the water well on, turn a faucet and it fills the water tank to overflow and the water cascades down just like a very nice waterfall.  It is kind of open-air but will put up some type of tarp arrangement so that folks will not have to see nakedness.  It aint pretty.  Surely before winter I can have things back to normal.

Thats all of my report for this evening.  Sometimes I sit back and think about how dull life has become.  You know, at the edge of idleness, and then some caca like this happens.  I am just not sure but what I should make some minor changes in how I look at things.  Maybe dull as a cub scouts pocket knife is how I ought to let my life become.

Naw, it aint worth it.

GC