As many of you know, I live out in the Arizona desert, miles from civilization. Instruction to my house include, "...and proceed to the edge of the world, fall off, then go three miles more.
Apparently, this is not far enough. I finally retired last year. Having no job, my wife felt I needed something to do. So, we are moving father into the wilds of southeastern Arizona, even more miles away from anything. Let's just say that UPS, FedEx, and even the post office won't deliver to where we will be.
She works for a non-profit foundation that, among other things, owns some very old historic properties. We are therefore going to take up residence in one of these old dwelling, and restore it to truly livable condition.
The house is a "cowboy house." This means it started as a one-room house built on a working ranch in the late 1800s. It was then added to in a more or less haphazard manner by various residents, all of them ranch hands and none of them carpenters, over the next fifty years or so. The result is a rambling and somewhat eclectic dwelling.
Some of the "features are:
No two doors or windows anywhere in the house are the same size. One of the doors is so low I have to duck to walk through it (I'm 6'2½").
Several interior walls have no framing. They're just plywood and plaster.
No walls or ceilings anywhere in the house are square. Everything was built without plans and completely by eye--myopic eye.
Plumbing is an accident. The kitchen sink is circa 1930s, and looks it.
Anywho, I now have something to do, for the next several years. If anybody wants to visit, let me know. I'll send you the lat & long. Finding a way there is your problem.
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