Well my dear internets to continue on with my autumn adventure/saga we were staying in a local hotel about 5 miles from our house fairly convenient but we had to eat out every day and the insurance company does not care so much for that. We have now moved to a nicer hotel that has a kitchenette, heated pool and workout room. It also smells better, our bed is way better, but Baby girl however is sleeping on a pullout. She says that the heated pool makes it okay.
About the insurance adjuster we received a letter stating that we did not have mold coverage but re-mediation, whatever that means. But you know what it's not my problem, God will do what needs to be done in His time in His way and we are blessed.
I do know that all my hardships have been very hard to follow as I'm not typically quite so depressing nor whiny, it's just not my style, ya know? I am normally more sarcastic and smart a$$ed which is a far better coping mechanism than this. Don't y’all think? That is a rhetorical question, not really meant for you to answer. But thanks so much for agreeing with me. So from now on let’s just have happy thoughts, smiling smiles and jiggly giggles. Yes jiggly, well okay for you my skinny dear internets just giggles cause us chunky/healthy girls get to jiggle with our giggle.
Beloved mentioned how rich we were now that we have a house “in town” and “one in the county” I know I fell out laughing too.
Okay so we are going to leave all this far behind that said I've written a little poem. It has been ages if not for ever since I gave you one. Thanks for being my dear internets.
The music has fallen away
Lips no longer echo the lyrics
In harmony on the air waves
Or even in disharmony
The soul does lie open
As an unplayed score
Upon the maestros stand
Wand and hand slice and dice
Through the air, instructing
Notes to bounce and boom
Cajoling voices into instruments
Giving beauty to the rise and fall
Sweet melody ringing, tingling
Tickling the very breathing air
From which the music has fallen
Away, too far away from the heart
It is not really finished as I believe there should be at least one more stanza, a positive one. These were just thoughts that I have had on my not singing, not that I am some great singer or sumthin;-I have not sung to the songs on the radio for weeks maybe months now feels like forever. It is hard to say but I've really only recently noticed and I have not been able to make myself sing the songs any songs that use to move me, make my spirit take flight. Now seeing the problem, admitting the problem are the first steps in recovery. I cannot explain how this situation started, but it ends right now.
Tell me my dear internets do you sing? I know you do so tell me where do you dare and what do you sing?