Gutten Morgen Folks

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Gutten Morgen Folks!

Wanted to jump on here real quick to share a couple of things with you...

...yesterday late afternoon, it was exactly 1650, I was called by the county peoples and informed that my application for assistance with transport had been denied. In my mind, I heard her say 'denied', but that damned alter within heard her say, 'rejected'. Was informed due to our financial status I am not eligible. I understand and respect that. Disappointed as hell, true, but very well understood the decision making. The only business I have with this application now is to thank Great Spirit for having Brenda and I be in this position to be denied under these circumstances. I mean, I couldn't argue or debate the decision. The grants that are provided to this company are very specific. I did not fit the criteria. Simple like that and oh, goodness yes, I was disappointed, but got over that real quick like. For now we'll purchase the punch card passes for my Little Blue Bus and keep on truckin'. I expected as much from this character sitting here tip-tapping at a rate of as fast as I can tip-tap...

...it would be a pleasure to meet the right good gentleman driver of yesterdays outing again. Mr. Too Fast - Too Furious created a thrilling and fun trip home. Such a kind and respectful Sir.

Please, no comment today on Miss. Lady. Please. As if.

I kept my word to Sir Dude and called to let him know the outcome of the decision making by the powers that be. Was unable to speak with him, but was able to speck with his partner in the practice of psyhcothereapy. We connected briefly, had a good exchange and I reported that although disappointed, I was in a good and safe place about the process.

Really, what can one do when they live in a shoe? Keep damned stepping dammit. True? True.

I'll be heading out to garden earlier than usual today. I knew that grass and some weeds had grown into my gardens - I just hadn't realized I was growing my own sub-tropical botanical garden invaders. Ma'am, these species of plant life have roots that grip Mother Earth and want to put up a fight as if desperately holding on in the hopes I'll give up. Ha! These living plant life wish to provide me some attitude - which only provides me a stronger urge to reach down into the ground and get to the bottom of these things. Oh, the woes of keeping a pretty garden. Damn it!

I am trying to figure out ways and means of how I might add some extra income to our bank account. The life we're living is a good life but we struggle. I am not accustomed to living under such financial stresses. And besides, it hurts my heart to see my spouse stress and worry about the money matters. I believe Great Spirit, has something cooking between these two brains of mine.

I can smell it.

I say to myself, let me self loose. I so want to get out into the Sun and garden's. Especially now while it's early in the day and before the rains head this way from the East. Thunder and lightening too. I don't have time for that - remember I'm not the one Folks are going to read in The Sentinel. Not as far or as much as I can help it. Seen.

Tea time!

Keep on truckin'.........