quietrob
Extraordinary
I'm finishing up donating anything I couldn't sell. I'm taking three monitors, two computers, one laptop, a Wacom Tablet, a DVD player and all of my books, clothes and DVD's. My coffee mug that Sweetheart bought me, all of my clothes and a few items that I find it impossible to part with. I'm taking no furniture though we had such comfy stuff I'm selling what I can for pennies on the dollar. No stuffed animals though we have Elephants and Penguins galore.
I'm taking her manga and dvd's in hopes of selling them on Ebay or Amazon. They don't have subtitles, only she could enjoy them but maybe someone who can speak Japanese can enjoy them now. I've emptied out the fridge giving all of the food to our neighbors. They weren't bad neighbors except for the one teenager that keeps referring to me as officer (for some odd reason, she was certain I was law enforcement. I am most certainly not.)
I go to climb the next hill. I'm not sure certain when I'll be able to get back online. I'm going to be busy helping my parents who are close to a hundred years old and have all of the aches and such that people of such age all have. Dad reminds me of this older gentleman. I found him in the Supermarket making a pass at Sweetheart who was amused by the attention. He was 90 years old, healthy and was going for it. After he found that she was already off the market, he became just this nice guy. No harm in trying, Pops. You can look but don't touch. That's how I want my parents to be. Still looking to see what comes next.
That's what I'm doing. I'm relocating to help my folks and big brother who has ALS. I'm relocating so I don't continue to suffer bouts of memory of the many places where we would eat and explore. I'm relocating to see what comes next.
I'll be uploading some renders so I can see some courtesy likes. I hope to return but I really don't know when. I'm not ticked off or mad at anyone. All those that I had issues with, I now have no issues at all. All those who privately helped me and listened to my unbearable pain and sent me hugs both public and private, I thank you. I know somewhere Sweetheart...Mary thanks you as well. @Rokket I haven't given up on our dream, don't you either. It's May 2018. I am sixty years old and I have not yet begun to fight.
See you on the backside, slick!
I'm taking her manga and dvd's in hopes of selling them on Ebay or Amazon. They don't have subtitles, only she could enjoy them but maybe someone who can speak Japanese can enjoy them now. I've emptied out the fridge giving all of the food to our neighbors. They weren't bad neighbors except for the one teenager that keeps referring to me as officer (for some odd reason, she was certain I was law enforcement. I am most certainly not.)
I go to climb the next hill. I'm not sure certain when I'll be able to get back online. I'm going to be busy helping my parents who are close to a hundred years old and have all of the aches and such that people of such age all have. Dad reminds me of this older gentleman. I found him in the Supermarket making a pass at Sweetheart who was amused by the attention. He was 90 years old, healthy and was going for it. After he found that she was already off the market, he became just this nice guy. No harm in trying, Pops. You can look but don't touch. That's how I want my parents to be. Still looking to see what comes next.
That's what I'm doing. I'm relocating to help my folks and big brother who has ALS. I'm relocating so I don't continue to suffer bouts of memory of the many places where we would eat and explore. I'm relocating to see what comes next.
I'll be uploading some renders so I can see some courtesy likes. I hope to return but I really don't know when. I'm not ticked off or mad at anyone. All those that I had issues with, I now have no issues at all. All those who privately helped me and listened to my unbearable pain and sent me hugs both public and private, I thank you. I know somewhere Sweetheart...Mary thanks you as well. @Rokket I haven't given up on our dream, don't you either. It's May 2018. I am sixty years old and I have not yet begun to fight.
See you on the backside, slick!
