Off The Beaten Path

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Some people come into our lives and quickly go. Some people move our souls to dance. They awaken us to new understanding with the passing whisper of their wisdom. Some people make the sky more beautiful to gaze upon. They stay in our lives for awhile, leave footprints on our hearts, and we are never ever the same.

Friday, October 17

One Week Later

The Roses are in my yard.

Well I am back where I was a week ago, back in Meridian at Motel 6. I love routine, and so I keep my routines even when I travel, or at least I try to. I carry my coffee pot with me, and my laptop, and anything else that will make the trip more comfortable. Like two feather pillows.

I was home for a week, I again stayed at the Terrace Inn. The guy who owns the place and I have become good friends. I told him I will be back in a month or so. He is very nice to me. And he promises I will always have accommodations, so that is nice. I do my own maintenance there, I don't expect anyone to clean up after me. Maybe next time I go, I will offer to help the girls out with the other rooms. Although never sure if my good ideas are really good ideas. They might think I am trying to take their jobs.

I went to Alexandria via of Highway One and along the way there were some stunning opportunity for pictures. It is always a little bit hard to just stop along the road when there isn't a good place to stop. But I found a couple opportunities so I got a few pictures of some of the flowers along the road.

I didn't do as much this trip, but it was mainly to check on the progress of the demolition, and to check on my stray cat, and to pick up a few more things from the shed. I have it pretty well cleaned out now. The only things I left were David's things. Although I doubt he will ever get them. He hasn't contacted me, which tells me he doesn't care. About me or his stuff. It is pretty much as I always figured, out of sight out of mind. The only time he ever contacted ME was when he needed something. In my case I contacted him when I felt he was in need. I doubt he sees the difference. I wanted him to have his things, but in the process of cleaning stuff up, I found that the records that were "his" actually belonged to DAP. Which brought me back to our original problem, he was dishonest, a liar, and a bum. I try to keep reminding myself actually of how lucky I am to be rid of him. I have this bad habit of only remembering the good, so when I find something that reminds me of the bad, it is a bit of a shock to me.

In a way, my house being destroyed is kind of like an omen to me. All these years I had clung to the idea of going back there to live someday. And in that dream was always David. When the house came down, so did those dreams. KERPLUK Reality came crashing in on me, THERE is no more David, he is gone, THERE is no more house, building is gone, THERE is no more dream, it is gone. GET on with your life. So that is what I am going to do.....

By the way, Bob looked good.........healthy, happy, smiling (for a cat.) I talked to my vet and asked her if it would be okay to try and move him, and she said he would probably be better off where he is. And that someone else must be feeding him. Marsha promised me she would give him her scraps. The only problem is, as seldom as Marsha cooks, they all could starve to death. haha


Libby said...

nea, "The only problem is, as seldom as Marsha cooks, they all could starve to death. haha"
...marsha sounds like me!!
itreally sounds like you've got one of the toughest times of your life right my head, i'm with you, remember?

Quilldancer said...

Speaking of which, I should be in the kitchen cooking dinner! Or building that prefab bookcase we just bought. Or the desk. OC is building the chair. I am glad it is his chair. If you come to visit, don't sit on it.

The Old Fart said...

Nea ~ What you are going through and how you are feeling, I cannot begin to imagine. I have been keeping you in prayer and I hope that you will be able to get on with things.

Take care my friend.

Nea said...

Hi Libby thank you. I think a person can only handle so much before their brain explodes. I had to get out of there, it was just more than I could take. All of a sudden, it was the last place that I wanted to be. I may never go back. And then again I may go next month. It is a rollercoaster. sigh

Hi Quilly, peresonally I would be happy if I never had to cook again. I am so tired of cooking. So you moved into a new place? I need to come over and catch up. I am really behind on my blogging.

Hi Bill, I just want time to pass and me be able to get to a better emotional place. Not sure how one accomplishes that, but I am trying. I am just to old to start over. So I guess I will end up just staying here. That kind of erased my plans for my future, and that is what is hard.....I always had a plan. Even if not a very good one, haha

Burfica said...

the pictures of the flowers are soooo beautiful, and bob looks good.

Avus said...

Onward and upward, Nea.