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Adventures of a Park Ranger's Wife

Life through the eyes of a State Park Ranger's wife

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October 2014

Things on the roof

I knew living in the woods would mean seeing/ hearing a lot of animals; but I never thought I would hear them on the roof. At first I thought my imagination was running wild because D and I were home alone at night while B was at work. Luckily, the creatures decided to make an appearance one night while B was home and he heard the sounds too. The sounds drive Pismo crazy. The poor dog tries to be brave and bark at the creatures, but she is scared to death. One night we heart them she started to run down the hall barking, only to backtrack so fast she tripped over her own legs.

There are a couple of theories of who our noisemakers could be. I’ve just been calling them gremlins. The more logical thoughts are: a raccoon family, owls, or possibly even a cougar (the animal, not the human female). B has gone out to check, but has been unable to see anything. (Mark one for the gremlin theory). Our neighbor has seen a family of raccoons on our street. So her theory that we are hearing that seems to be the most plausible.

Go, go, go

Again it has been awhile. Though particially it is because I have had some technology issues and wasn’t able to log on.

Here is what has been happening….

D has started crawling. He has used this power for evil; every time I try to change his diaper he flips over and crawls away sans diaper. He is eating all the time (or so it feels like it). He prefers sippy cups with a straw (something he must have gotten from me, I love straws). D is also in between sizes. 6 month clothes are just a smige small and 9 month clothing is just a tad too big.

B has finished with FTO and is on his own as a Ranger. He is very happy and loves his job. He is still on probation. I believe he has a year of probation starting from when he first reported to the park. So 4 months down, 8 to go for him.

As for me, I have started counting the days until we can move. I have 638 days to go. While I understand that I am lucky to be able to stay at home with my child, I am also stuck in a tiny trailer a good 45 minutes from a grocery store and hour or more from a hospital. That is if there is no traffic or road closures. The latter of which seems to be a daily occurrence. I can’t wait until I am far far away from this area.

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