Jan 08

It is here and almost gone. January is here and almost gone. Today is a cold wet day. As I lay in bed this morning, thinking, Do I want to get up yet? It was 6:30. Suddenly I heard the back door. I knew it was him. The old truck was down again. It breaks down all time. We have so much money in it, it is hard to give up but we have to sooner or later. I think sooner. As soon as this baby is here, we are putting it away. We looked on line for a motor home and found ours worth what we paid for it. Now we are just asking what we gave, even after fixing the sewer line, putting a horn and wiper motor on, rodding out the radiator. We did put at least one thousand in it. It is good shape. Great shape, actually. So that was supposed to go last year but someone has not driven it to the shop to show it. I guess I could go to town and sit beside it, in case someone wants it. Today I have to get my bag repacked. I just know I am going to Yuba city soon. Kris needs to do jumping jacks. LOL I Have prepared for leaving by telling your Dad what there is to eat. He is now taking food to one of the coaches, she has very little and she does not have money for lunch. Poor thing. Today he took two tuna sandwiches and sodas and kudos. How does someone end up like this in life? I just don't understand, but we could be there at any moment. What is it Charles used to say, "We are all one paycheck away from the streets."But for the grace of God there go I. So I just reworked my blog, hope it is OK. One problem it won't let me hit enter, I just have to keep going and going and going and going and going.