I am living again, huh? I had forgotten how much fun it is to have fun.
And, yeah, I actually do have a storage unit. I have been selling off a ton of stuff from inside of it on CL. Feels good to purge, "out with the old."
My apartment it's small, but it's really kinda nice.... I have a few storage bins of photos and some papers yet to sift through. The storage unit is not climate controlled, so photos have to stay inside the apartment.
Then, of course, there's he decision of where to display my new life-sized Eric statue.
I did a preliminary budget. My car insurance is going to go down next week, and then again in December, once the twins are removed. I'll have a better number once that happens.
I have yet to contact H regarding some car details, in order to refinance and keep the warranty. Admittedly, I'm not looking forward to that. I'm feeling so much better lately, I don't want to spoil it by talking to him...so I'm avoiding, I suppose. Ugh.
Ok, "What gives a person hope?" (Brain switch coming on...booting up.)
Hmmm.... I'm thinking a person who is "being given" hope, must currently have none. They are "hopeless."
To give hope to someone who is hopeless.... The hopeless one would need to somehow see a new possibility. Something that once seemed impossible.
Is that what you mean? Or am I way off....
Hi, T!
My younger self won't stfu. NOW what.
I'm kidding...(Dangit, see? There she goes again.)
She's good. I look at a pic of her daily. I did notice I had to stop playing the recording in my head, that was my mother commenting on how my hair wasn't combed properly and "did your teacher do that to you?" Lol.... Yeah.
