All work and no play makes Lisa cranky

Let me sum up why I haven't updated in forever, or called anybody, or seen anybody.

I moved to Grand Lake in a flurry. The cabin was not clean; I lived out of boxes up until last weekend, because I couldn't unpack them amidst the mess. I didn't have time to clean, because I have been working 60-80 hrs a week of hard manual labor. Luna needs more exercise and doesn't like being locked up for 12 hours so I've tried to deal with that but I am giving her to a friend who will try to train her to be a working cattle dog. (Good for my little girl! I'm so proud!) I'm sad to get rid of her, but between being allergic, and not having time, and she being such an energetic dog and my ridiculous and unreasonable schedule, it is the best thing for her. I'm still trying to unpack and finish cleaning, but it's nice coming home to a cabin where the frogs and crickets chirp, nobody has a porch light, and it is totally SILENT. Logan has been limping from a resurgence of his panostisis, so I've had to deal with him not eating from that, and being depressed because we just up and moved. I didn't even get to say bye to anybody, because I had so much crap to do and no time to do it! I finally fixed my motorcycle and got expensive fancy new tires. Did I mention I've been working 7 am to 7:30 pm every day? And on the weekends Tim and I take turns going back and forth but some days, the road has been closed which meant a 3 1/2 hr drive for me to Estes instead of just 1/2 hr. Did I mention I'm cranky and tired?

The work load on the west side has been insane, so as a response, fire decided to make it an "incident" and brought in a crew from Yellowstone, and a crew from Whiskeytown, California to help, as well as our local fire crews and the hot shot crew. Everybody finally went back home this weekend, so Ruth and I are in cahoots with the East side road crew, manually loading logs and slash into a loader, which is then loaded into a dump truck that is older than I am, and I drive that big yellow beast to the dump... 20, 30, who knows how many times a day. I am exhausted from the loading, and more exhausted from the monotonous drone of that damn truck! I haven't cut more than 1 tree down in a month, which hasn't help my mood any either. That's my stress relief! Instead, everybody else cut them down and we get to clean it up. Short end of that stick, eh!?

This weekend, Tim's parents, aunt and uncle are in town so I met them for the first time and we did the tourist thing. I found them moose, bighorn sheep, coyotes, etc... And I'm even more drained! I opted out of a tour of some of Tim's trail work, instead sleeping this afternoon and hopping on here to take care of business.

I have tons of photos to post but not the time to do it! If anybody wants to visit me... don't even plan on it until August. I don't think I can keep up this 12 hr days/5 days a week minimum for much longer. Thank goodness I'm going to training in Leadville for a week, will be a nice vacation!!

Miss everybody and sorry I have been so out of touch. I did finally switch from AT&T to Verizon, which is the only thing that works at my cabin in the park, but now I have to put all my phone numbers in the phone. Of course I don't know anybody's numbers by heart! Grand Lake is nice, if I only had the time to enjoy it!

PS: I'm so very very tired. I could just sit around and sleep and watch Scrubs for a week...