June Cleaver's oven

The house we're currently living in has turned out pretty nice. We did a lot of cleaning. Lots. For a tiny house it has a ton of storage. The location is awesome as well. It's on the "Main Road". Stowa and I can walk to our PO box, the grocery store, the bakery, etc. It's also really close to the clinic. Which is great for Itchy since he's been on call (and has been called in a lot) since he bought the place.

The place could use a few updates though. Starting with the kitchen. This is our oven.
Only instead of looking all shiny and new, it looks like it's 60 years old. The stove top? Yeah, it slides out. So when you're not using it you just slide it back in and all that shows is the wood part. Awesomeness. Not only is the stove top right at Stowa's level (she can totally touch the burners and smack her head into the slide out) but the oven doors do not stay open. Makes taking a hot pan out of the oven a fun and challenging game. Will I burn my arm or will I get the pan out in time? Let's say that so far it's Oven 1, Lori 2. Good times.

Weird zoning rules

About 2 days after we had moved in Itchy and I noticed that we didn't have a mailbox. We naturally wondered where our mail would be delivered. We had already filled out the change of address forms at the post office.

Itchy called the post office. Turns out that we can't have mail delivered to the house because of some crazy small town zoning laws.

We had to go get a P.O. box. Which has always sounded fun to me. It turns out that it's not really that much fun. It kind of seems like more of a hassle.

It's nice that the post office is really close to our house. Stowa and I can walk there everyday when it's not too cold out.

You'd think two weeks would break the habit,

but it really just made my Internet addiction stronger. So happy to have Internet and TV again.

Things are going well. Mostly. There have been a few hiccups along the way but I guess it'll all work out.

The transition at the clinic has been better then expected. The staff is great. Most of the clients seem to like Dr. Itchy. Just a few stumbles there. Like when Itchy was on call and had to go in to do radiographs on a dog. No big deal if you know how to turn all the equipment on. Itchy didn't. He got it figured out but he felt pretty dumb. He's figuring everything out but it'll take time to learn the ins and outs of the clinic. Owning a business is a hell of a lot of work though.

Now if he could start getting paid we'd be in a much better place. Yeah that's right. He's not getting paid. We messed up some stupid stuff and our accountant is fixing it, but as of now he can't be on the payroll. Awesomeness.

Things at the house are ok. Most of our stuff is out of the boxes but it's not all put away. I'm sick of it. Want it to all go away. Stowa is having a hard time adjusting to all the changes. Or she's turning into a monster. I swear she cries more now than she did as a newborn. She'll get over this soon right?

I'll have to back track a little and tell you all about our "house hunters" adventure, the weird zoning issues, and about the stuff that happened with our landlord.

Here's one fun story. Stowa and I were at the local post office the other day. A woman there asked where she came from. I told her that we had just moved here from MN. She said "No, I mean what country did you adopt her from? China?". She seemed disappointed when I told her that she wasn't adopted.