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While at therapy. in 2013

  • Feb. 19, 2015, 10:40 p.m.
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I don’t like to type entries on my phone, but I seem to spend a lot of time out of the house lately. So it’s one of my only options. That, and my laptop is, well, not exactly a good option right now.

I’m sitting in the waiting room while Joshua receives therapy. Every Thursday night I sit here from 5 to 6:30 while he sees an occupational therapist, followed by a physical therapist.

We got some good news this past week – the bank has agreed to drop the foreclosure on our house – provided we start making payments again starting in March. Because just in case you didn’t know, if you run into really, really painfully hard times, no one gives a shit and they WILL try to take your house. That’s one relief, anyways.

I’m thinking of writing a book. Tentatively titled, “Coffee & Autism.” I don’t know where to start, though.

I wish I had a laptop again. It’d be easier to update this from there. And start writing my book. Which I’m completely serious about.


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