Okay, the gates are (literally) up and running. Thank goodness. I know I mentioned that I didn't believe in the purpose of the gates. But, I do now. The beautiful metal gates have been back in action for almost a month now and it seems like things have returned to normal.
Parish still does nightly checks on his beloved trucks. God bless the person he finds tinkering with his black diamond (the name he gave his F-250).
We have decided to stay at The Ridge for at least one more year. We both want a house and a yard and freedom to run around without someone pounding on the wall to stop us. I want to live where someone isn't playing basketball (we live right behind the b-ball courts) all hours of the day. Thankfully, the court closes at 8:30 p.m. Although, we have to remind some rude people. Who plays basketball at 11:30 at night?! Seriously.
We recently rearranged our entire living room and kitchen area. It looks like a new apartment. The minor remodel was Parish's idea and a good one at that! I will try to post some photos soon. We are trying our best and enjoying what life is teaching us one day at a time at the Ridge, with the two, working gates.
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