Monthly Archives: August 2017
I’m moving us back home. Well, to the area. I’m contemplating Southern Indiana but it’s definitely closer to family. It’s a fresh start and a good distance away from bad memories here. I’m waiting for that “Pretty Woman”, “An Officer … Continue reading
Could we have a cute word like ‘petite to describe small males?
I pity the people that don’t connect a song to moments or memories. As I listen to Dwight Yoakam’s “Turn It On, Turn It Up, Turn Me Loose”.
Looking for a house. I’m focusing on schools. Maybe I also need to specify the need for a yard private enough for the boys to pee outside in…Jack’s playing in the sprinkler and utilizing the outdoor facilities.
Getting my house ready to sell. I can’t believe I’m really doing this.
I’m getting so tired of driving around these fucking towns and looking for your truck. I can’t live like this anymore. I leave next month. I accepted a job offer today out of state. This isn’t goodbye, it’s good riddance.