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My cat purrs and climbs aboard. I ask him “do you like the rustic atmosphere?”My electric was disconnected 3 days ago for nonpayment lol-not. I’m wearing a down coat, buried under two big dogs and a cat, body heat. I feel like a pioneer. Like camping in s house. I sure wish warm weather would come.
My latest lesson, men are expensive and more costly to get rid of. I’m sure the same can be said for female leaches.
Today was day 1 of my store’s liquidation. We are a carcass, to be picked clean. I can’t decide if I want to stay to the bitter end and collect unemployment or abandon ship. Those who have, have lost friends. I don’t want to do that.
I had a breakdown but now I’m running on anger adrenaline. I will not give up. Not today, anyway.
This is life. The amazing thing is that I have the will to live. This confounds me.
7 more days until I have heat and light, provided my paycheck will cover it. At this time, I must determine what is most important, heat, water or light.
Not complaining, I did it to myself thinking I could support 2 adults, 1 not working. That other adult is out of the picture so, I am already in a better place.
Phone battery is low. See you later.
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We can sing it together.
Rustically or any style.
Somewhere out there,
Beneath the pale moonlight,
Someone's thinking of me,
And loving me tonight.
Somewhere out there,
Someone's saying a prayer,
That we'll find one another,
In that big somewhere out there.
And even though I know how very far apart we are,
It helps to think we might be wishing on the same bright star,
And when the night wind starts to sing a lonesome lullaby,
It helps to think we're sleeping underneath the same big sky!
Somewhere out there,
If love can see us through,
Then we'll be together,
Somewhere out there,
Out where dreams
Come true...