AJ said she will talk to the lawyer about setting up a trust in order to put this place in my name. Maybe next week. I'll go, too. Also to the bank to set it up so I can make mortgage payments. Make it much easier. I already bank there, so it won't be a big surprise. Good idea to get established now.
This is already my place. AJ still pays the electric bill and property tax, but I buy the chicken feed, and Jack's food. In those terms, I run this place. I bought five gallons of paint, and painted the chicken house and the old dog house that was bare and wasting away. I look forward to making mortgage payments. It will help make this place even more mine.
I do wonder how K. & T. will react when they learn I'm the sole heir. I don't think L. will care.
AJ wants to live another twenty years. She'd be one hundred years old. I'd be in my seventies before I'd inherit this place. I don't want to be an old man when Goose Ridge becomes officially mine. But I must have faith, trust the I Am within. I Am knows what's what. I know nothing. AJ's ashes will be placed under the juniper where several of her dogs and cats are buried. Guess that's why there are always berries on that tree.
What will it look like when I do inherit? How will it be, here by myself? I don't believe she will live another twenty years, but...
M. Is the force behind this thing about a trust. She got AJ to go for it, or it would not happen, I'm sure. R.'s dad died, so we are going to Lakeview today. They really are great friends (even if they are Republicans). Both in their seventies. Will they still be around when AJ dies? M. Says they adopted me. They will be a good support structure.
7:13, time to go feed the chickens.
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