Trash can raider. Fun times in our new place. :)
My first week of work is behind me, and while there are some aspects of the job I would rather be different, there are too those sign which are more hopeful. The just of the job is that I will be doing the legwork of exterminating exotic invasive plants within an area of several tens of thousands of acres. I will function rather independently in this pursuit, which suits me fine, and my most immediate supervisor is another goofy biology buff. It would seem that I have found a nice little niche for myself to get a restart on life quite by luck.
I am not very talkative online these days merely due to the relative isolation we are presently in. We have already had a bear raiding our garbage, which I nonchalantly reported to Sarah and the kids before walking out in shorts and brandishing a tennis shoe as my weapon of choice. In case you cannot gather, he was rather a small specimen of ursine stock, and I felt little threat from him. Indeed, he was rather taken aback by the nutty human and ran off pretty quickly. I would guess him at 150-175lbs tops, and fairly young. Pictures soon.
I sorrow at what you have been enduring without me. Do not think that this soul doubts in your strength, resilience, or ability to cope. Rather, I merely wish that we could be more the friends I feel us to be, instead of what circumstance forces. Those losses you endure pain me all the more for my inability to comfort at all. My greatest wish is always to give the love you have earned from me. I will further address your recent letters as circumstance allows. Please do not be angry that I am so short in writing right now? My circumstance is odd, and my general outlook strange as a consequence. You are missed. I still love you my Minxy ma’am. ;)
The disorganization one might expect from government is fully evident and makes my orientation rather scattered. I have already tromped through some rather deep swamps and ignored moccasins and alligators while working. Reliable internet access is 30 miles away until we can afford something else, so letters are being written and saved, while these short updates are pecked out on the phone. I am thinking of you. Always
As usual, we adapt and survive, but there have been difficulties. The house took some minor storm damage, and the first night was without electric. We have limited funds until my checks start flowing, but we are dealing with it all. They will someday refer to us as “unsinkable” I hope. :)