Valentine’s Day tomorrow so it’s officially spring fever time. With feeling down seeming like my new normal, my doctor asked me what it would take to make me happy. I told what you all know: my old life, prairie, cows, being in nature all day long, not the basement.
Not really a possibility, not that we haven’t been trying. He suggested a house with a garden. I wonder if the garden couldn’t be just a patch of native grass with some crosses in the spring, the smell of sage, maybe a cactus flower or two.
One Old Cowgirl's View 
I hope and pray the you two can find another place to live. I lived in a basement suite for six years at one point- it is stifling.