Wednesday, April 1, 2026

The Mansion Is Party Central

Let the record show that Mrs. HM enjoys a quiet, peaceful life. I'm fine with not having visitors. In fact, I don't WANT visitors. I like my routine. Don't come a-knockin' on my door looking for hospitality.

Farmer H is a people person. He likes interacting. He's probably in the dictionary (remember those?) as an artist's rendering, next to gregarious. Farmer H never met a stranger. And most often, what's his is theirs. Except for money. But you may recall the trailer-lending ending. Twice.

Because Farmer H has a penchant for inviting people to partake of his junkalicious bounty, he is under strict orders to LET ME KNOW if somebody will be popping up at the Mansion. He's been pretty good about that lately.

Monday was Party Central day at the Mansion. At least I got texts.

9:04 a.m. 
"Neighbor is going to use the tractor"

Okay. So I knew that when Jack started barking and running over to the BARn, there was a logical reason. Nobody was stealing one of Hick's tractors. It was just being borrowed. Neighbor had permission, and wouldn't need to bother me.

10:08 a.m. 
"HM HOS [Farmer H's Oldest Son] is looking for mushrooms in the woods"

Okay. HOS had been a bit estranged until the past couple weeks. I don't know his current vehicle. So when Jack started barking and running over to the BARn field again, it was only HOS, and not some stranger prowling around in the woods.

3:30 p.m. 
A complete stranger was coming to the Freight Container Garage. Farmer H didn't text me. I overheard him the night before, making the deal. Supposedly Farmer H knew a relative of this guy, and he was getting some kind of file safe that Farmer H didn't need. I'm sure there was a sale or trade taking place.

That let me know I shouldn't be concerned if I saw somebody parked over in the field by the Freight Container Garage when I went to town. They weren't breaking in and stealing Farmer H's treasures. They were waiting to complete a deal with Farmer H.

We might have to put in a roundabout if we're going to have so much traffic...

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