Wrapping up the loose ends. Changing the address's on all my accounts. Note: If possible change all credit card stuff online because when they get you on the phone they don't want to let you hang up. I almost got in a shouting match yesterday with an arrogant rep. Bugs has been adjusting to his new mom. Ellie has agreed to adopt him and he's loves her very much. Mom would be happy about this. I really grew to love him. He just showed up one summer day while my sisters were arguing in the backyard and he never left. Turns out he had been de-clawed in the front and neutered. His teeth work well though as he bit me a few times before I realized he didn't like anyone messin with his lower half. I can't blame him. What else. Ohh, yesterday I received the dreaded letter from the IRS stating I owe 14k from 2006. I don't think my Subaru has ever gone that fast in such a short amount of time as I went to H/R block. They fahqed up so I don't owe anything. Although I knew there is no way I could have owed that much money it still makes you nervous. I pick up the moving truck Thursday and hope to be on the road Friday. If not, Saturday will be fine. I'm really happy gas is at an all time high. Just great. Once I land I may never get in a car again! I've said a lot of goodbyes but missed a few too. I appreciate the people who've helped me through the darkness of the past few years. There are many. Ellie saw the worst of it without a doubt. I'm sure she had no idea she was signing up for some old wooden roller coaster ride that never seemed to stop shaking...................Included are some pics of my mess and Ellie with her new son. Tom Petty coined it pretty well...
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Its time to move on, time to get going
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Its time to move on, time to get going
What lies ahead I have no way of knowing
But under my feet, baby, grass is growing
Its time to move on, it s time to get going...
Broken skyline, movin through the airport
Shes an honest defector
Conscientious objector
Now her own protector...
Broken skyline, which way to love land
Which way to something better
Which way to forgiveness
Which way do, I go...
Its time to move on, time to get going
What lies ahead I have no way of knowing
But under my feet, baby, grass is growing
Its time to move on, its time to get going...
Sometime later, getting the words wrong
Wasting the meaning, and losing the rhyme
Nauseous adrenaline
Like breakin up a dog fight
Like a deer in the headlights
Frozen in real time
Im losing my mind...
Its time to move on, time to get going
What lies ahead I have no way of knowing
But under my feet, baby, grass is growing
Its time to move on, its time to get going
2 comments:
Glad to see you have the Negra Modelo and the Flowbee all packed up. Good times await!
That was an awesome story man!! I'm glad you made it safely and didn't lose anything along the way. We're all gonna miss ya around here, but hey, one day I hope to drive by and see ya at the new digs.
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