Well. Life.

I was right to question whether Allen Darman could be counted on. Nothing much has come through, and he hasn’t talked to me for a week.

My sweetie, Sunshine, has completed her first week on her new job. She has also found a 1-bedroom duplex at the right price in the town where she works. This meant signing a 1-year lease, so that means it will be at least a year before we have the decision to make regarding living together. I don’t know whether that’s good or bad for me, but I’m pretty sure it’s good for her — she made the decision herself, knowing I would have liked her to try for a 6-month lease but knowing I told her to do what is best for herself. Her divorce (which I had nothing to do with, she filed a year before she met me and was not involved with anyone else at that time or until she met me) was just final on Thursday. She decided she needs time to deal with that, and I’m proud of her for making that decision. She’s very attached to me, but not so attached to substitute my desires for her own. Oh, and I’m going to go help her move…on my birthday…

I still haven’t heard on any real jobs or funding. But things are going great.

Hugs,
Me