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Sarena: Richard, lip gloss is not your enemy.
Richard: Oh, I know. But nobody looks good in that color. Especially not you.
Me: LOL.
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So, the kids just got back from a Karate birthday party. There were boards broken and things were kicked, and then there were some cupcakes, cut with a samurai sword. It was awesome.
Other than that, I am ill at ease in my own skin these days. I think I am just under a lot of pressure right now. Last night I had a kind of rolling panic attach that went on for several hours. I was pretty sure I was having a heart attack or something, because it has been years since I have had panic attacks. Anyway, it totally sucked and I was all freaked out and I didn't want the kids to be worried and I didn't know what to do or where to turn. Panic attacks make me sorta dumb! And I haven't had a persrciption for anything in a long time, either. I dug through my locked box of drugs and luckily found an old Valium. Thank you Jebus. I was feeling much better within half an hour. I am going to see my doctor next week and see if I can't get a couple Xanax in case of emergencies. I don't want to go through that again.
I am going to look at some properties tomorrow. I am looking for a plot of land that can be developed residentially... hopefully about five acres. Then I am going to put up a house and have a mini farm. I want some pygmy goats and some fancy chickens and roosters, y'all. And a big cutting garden. And a converted barn that will have storage and a guest house upstairs in the loft, and the downstairs will be for my cars and yard tools and stuff. This is how I want to live for the next 15 years (or so I think). When the kids go off to school in 12 years (if that is what they want to do) I will probably come back to the city, and work for a few more years. Then I am going to sell everything and move to Paris and get a job at a movie theater taking tickets (if they even exist then) and live in a little apartment.
I have a realtor and a construction loan specialist working on the where and how of my farmlette. I *think* I can rent this house out and break even, because I don't want to sell right now.
This is my update. I hope I'm not repeating myself too much.
Richard: Oh, I know. But nobody looks good in that color. Especially not you.
Me: LOL.
\\end scene
So, the kids just got back from a Karate birthday party. There were boards broken and things were kicked, and then there were some cupcakes, cut with a samurai sword. It was awesome.
Other than that, I am ill at ease in my own skin these days. I think I am just under a lot of pressure right now. Last night I had a kind of rolling panic attach that went on for several hours. I was pretty sure I was having a heart attack or something, because it has been years since I have had panic attacks. Anyway, it totally sucked and I was all freaked out and I didn't want the kids to be worried and I didn't know what to do or where to turn. Panic attacks make me sorta dumb! And I haven't had a persrciption for anything in a long time, either. I dug through my locked box of drugs and luckily found an old Valium. Thank you Jebus. I was feeling much better within half an hour. I am going to see my doctor next week and see if I can't get a couple Xanax in case of emergencies. I don't want to go through that again.
I am going to look at some properties tomorrow. I am looking for a plot of land that can be developed residentially... hopefully about five acres. Then I am going to put up a house and have a mini farm. I want some pygmy goats and some fancy chickens and roosters, y'all. And a big cutting garden. And a converted barn that will have storage and a guest house upstairs in the loft, and the downstairs will be for my cars and yard tools and stuff. This is how I want to live for the next 15 years (or so I think). When the kids go off to school in 12 years (if that is what they want to do) I will probably come back to the city, and work for a few more years. Then I am going to sell everything and move to Paris and get a job at a movie theater taking tickets (if they even exist then) and live in a little apartment.
I have a realtor and a construction loan specialist working on the where and how of my farmlette. I *think* I can rent this house out and break even, because I don't want to sell right now.
This is my update. I hope I'm not repeating myself too much.