EXCEDRIN HEADACHE NO. 99

Tex took off work early and galloped up to the house to get me for another meeting with the architect. I swung up behind him onto the horse and we trotted off to Lewisville.



This is all I have been looking at for four months. Pages and pages of stuff like this. Makes my head swim and my eyes cross. My head hurts! I am in need of a seriously strong analgesic.

















It takes us 45 minutes to get to the architect in Lewisville, which is north of here. It takes us 45 minutes to get to the builder in Rendon, which is south of here. The ranch is an hour and 20 minute drive west of here. Do we intentionally make things hard on ourselves?




We sure don't look like future ranch dwellers, do we? NO, NO, TEX! NOT A TIE!










I kept it authentic. You can't see it in the picture above, but...............under the table I was wearing jeans and my Ariat cowboy boots. Just like athletes do, "visualize over and over and it will happen just like you see it in your mind," I'll dress the part and convince myself that someday we will live on the ranch.

No, I did not wear them one leg in and one leg out. Just wanted to show you my purtty "Sunday-go-to-meet'n" cowboy boots.

Nervous Nellie