It is a beautiful morning. Warm already and going up to 80 and it’s 12/2. I am looking at the calander and have the day picked out that I am moving. Staying here is not doing me any good. It’s like an anvil draining my nrg. I keep looking at the calander and nothing changes. I wish there were more days in dec. or that christmas wasn’t even in the month it dosn’t matter I don’t even celebrate it anymore. I’m looking at the 19’th or mayby the 15’th a monday because then I won’t loose my lady on sat. and it will give the dogs a few days of getting use to the place while I am there unpacking and getting settled again. Start the new year in a new place and say fuck this shit. The bank has drug it’s feet while I sent in every scrap of paper they asked for. No more. Put a fork in me I am done. O.K. made up my mind. Now just to get things in motion. Like Abby said don’t drag everything from this house to the next. She is right.ee
I’m tired. I am moving on. Now I am moving on to the farmers market get out of the house a little bit and get some fresh air and move forward. Finally a decision has been made and I moving forward. I have no choice.
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