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As many of you know, I have just moved into a beautiful new house. It is a “Gated Community” but they are still adding subdivisions, ours being one of them. For the most part all of the houses are finished and now they are just waiting to be bought. I do not think it will take long once people find out about our little division. Mainly because we have reasonably small houses in a community that is full of mansions and manors. Ironically, the Community is called “_________ on the Lake” but there are only a handful of houses that are on the lake. So many of the larger houses are 10-15 blocks away. This may not seem far but our little division is only a block away. If you walk to the end of our short little street, there’s the lake. Now, you cannot access it because of the mansion that is on the lake shore, but it is still a nice view all things considered.

ANYWAY, like I was saying, some of the houses on our street are just waiting to be sold. However, as I was out on my walk I noticed that some houses had been sold. At first I thought this had to be a joke. But it has been over a week so now I am convinced, I will soon have new neighbors. I am always excited about meeting new people, I am just going to have to talk to the HOA about the the house. They made a big stink about the fact that my fence was 6 feet high and not 4 feet but they are going to let this go.

I will be calling the HOA tomorrow but for now, welcome to the neighborhood!


Only with Jenn

Today we had a lunch and game day with our friend Jenn. We invited some other folks but they were lame. (AKA They probably were not out of bed yet. To be honest, I can’t blame them. If Jenn wasn’t coming to hang out, I would not have moved either.) Through a series of unfortunate events, I had to run to the store to grab some last min things for lunch. As it turned out, Jenn was just chilling at the Krispy Kream, an amazing doughnut place for those of you not from the south. So I told her I would grab her and she could come grab groceries with me and then we would head to my house for lunch.
As we were heading back from the store there was this big wreck. There were at least 3 police cars and at least 3 cars involved in the wreck. Everyone was walking and no one truly seemed to be hurt which is always good and they were pushing the cars out of the way of the 3 lanes of traffic. In doing so they had to block the entrance to a southern fast food fried chicken place called Bojangles. Jenn and I saw the blocked entrance and Jenn remarked “Well I guess no ones getting their Bojangles any time soon.” And I will be DAMNED if some ass did not turn into the lot, drive around the wrecked car, and got into the drive through! Someone wanted some chicken NOW and nothing was going to stop them! I cannot lie, I love Bojangles, but not enough to drive around a wrecked car to get some fried chicken. Only in the south!


I am doing better.
The platelets seem to be helping heal some of the bruising. My mouth is still bleeding quite a bit and causes quite a bit of embarrassment.
By some miracle, I have had 3 different donors supply the funds for me to pay off the fine so that I can go see my therapist again.
I am slowly moving on from the production and sending my focus towards other projects. My concerns of “will there be another one” still linger. They just are now more towards the back of brain than the front.
The fog is starting to lift. There are still moments where I feel myself trying to force it. I need to let it be. It is lifting on it’s own.

It IS lifting.