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Be it ever so crumbled, there is no place like home
We are finally moved in, more or less. There is still a ton of organizing and rearranging that needs to be done, but most of the heavy stuff is done. I lost count of how many trips I made up and down the stairs. All those weeks of Body Pump and Pilatates, paid off.
Money is still a tired sucky subject, suffice to say a winning lottery ticket would be a real nice blessing. Money may not buy happiness, but it sure does bring one closer, when you don't have to worry about paying for luxeries, like food, clothes and a roof.
Mike is once again being a ScheisaKopf. I swear, you would think all that is wrong in the world is somehow my fault, and he is a perfectly innocent bystander. ARGG. When ever he needs or wants something, he's all roses (not literally) and charm, but when somebody else needs something, or he's having a bad day/week, century look out, the world hates him and we all have nothing better to do than fuck with him. Somedays I just really wish, a tornado would drop a house on him.
Warren will be starting school this fall in regular classes. I am hopping it goes as well this year as it did last May in different school district school. His old nemesis teacher is no longer with the school and the new people are giving him a fresh start. yayy for some good news.
Not much else to report. I just not in a bloggy mood lately. I think of things to blog, but when I get a chance, my brain seems to catch a train for someplace else.
Prequels ~ Sequels
Music of the mind: :
~*~Have you read these~*~
~ Ode to a child who is no more ~
~ She's baaack ~
~ testing ~
~ Facebook me ~
~ Bleech ~
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In every neighborhood there is at least one house that all the neighbors gossip about. This is a diary from the woman who lives in that house. I am a single mother in her mid thirties. I live in North Dakota with my son, Warren.
I tend to be a bit of a slob, and am the opposite of a girly-girl. I am geek girl, who loves Star Wars, Star Trek, Harry Potter, Buffy, Angel, action movies, science fiction, action adventure, Dr. Who, and so on and so on.
I love to write and while I don't post much fiction online anymore I would love to be a writer someday. I am also overweight, bipolar and suffer from allergy induced asthma.