Island life?

I used to make jokes about how someday I'd just run off to an island with just me and the dogs. I'd learn to make soap and do crafts to pass the time. I had a really romantic idea of what that would be like. 

This was not what I had in mind. 

It's thawing season, so the road to get in and out of our house has only gotten worse, now it's a combination of clay mud and significant pools of water. You can get through, but only in a vehicle that's high enough to not flood through the doors in the puddles/lakes and has four wheel drive. My car, though cute and previously very practical is none of those things. Which leaves me essentially on an island with the dogs. Instead of ocean I have mud lakes. I could do crafts if I knew which one of the twelve million boxes my crafts were in. I could make soap, if I could get to town to get supplies. 

We also have no TV or internet (aside from our phones data plan) because we're out in the middle of nowhere, so boredom tends to be my best friend. There are only so many cabinet faces a girl can sand in a day.

We're putting new flooring and paint in most of the rooms, so unpacking isn't an option. 

Bella and Rocky however are still having the time of their lives, with all the thawing there are so many new and exciting things to do! Roll in the mud, dig through the mud, run through the mud. Cover mom in mud with a sneak attack! My dogs have never been so smelly and dirty, they've also never been happier.  

 

Here's a picture of Rocky and Bella doing their morning patrol.