| Well, the word FINALLY
came today that the land lords decided to stick with their decision to have me leave. I learned this only this afternoon, and the very next message on the phone was that a "friendly reminder" that I must be off the property by the end of the day. Ha. Like that is going to happen after I've been told to relax and not to worry about it. Well, I am still hoping to be moved by tomorrow. I think that is possible. I hope it is possible, even though I really do
not want to move at all. *sigh* Oh, well, God still has control, doesn't He?I will put my big bus at the Larsen's house for storage, and I will move my bus home to Teri's house to live for awhile. It is not the best of circumstances, but then not much other than being able to stay here is what I would consider the best of circumstances. I truly do not know what to do. Staying at Teri's is probably okay for awhile, but I need to find a permanent home.
Please, God, open the right door. I am bummed again. I was hoping so badly that I was going to be able to stay. I truly love living here. I have thanked God nearly every single day (more than once most days) for allowing me to live here. It has fit me so well. But, alas, it is to be no more. Show me where to go, please. (and hurry *laughing* ) Thank you, God, for opening Teri's heart to let me stay at her yard. Thank you for opening
Dan and Judy's hearts to let me park my bus there. Please show me a permanent solution soon.This was a very good day, and the entire week was really quite good. But I am very sad, depressed, bummed right now. Nervous about getting everything packed and moved. Anxious about how things will work out with me living in Teri's yard. Scared of what the future holds. I've never been good at letting things work themselves out. I usually want to have a plan
or be able to make plans. - - - - - - - - - - Yesterday the dentist drilled out the cracked tooth that has been bothering me for over a month. I will get a crown for it in two weeks. The dentist had to inject the anesthetic into the gums and tooth FIVE TIMES before the pain was lowered sufficient that he could drill. Then at one point, there was so much junk in my mouth from the drilling, that I could not breathe. I raised my hand to have the dentist stop for a
minute. He didn't stop right away, and I started getting a bit concerned. I guess my hand got near his hand that was using the drill. He yelled at me about what would happen if I bumped his hand. Being yelled at is not something I enjoy at the best of times. When I am near panic for lack of breath, it is worse. It hit me hard, and I ended up crying. Okay, now that makes it sound like maybe this wasn't all that great a week after all. But I
still see it as good. The tooth is going to be okay. I was worried that it might have to be pulled, if it had been cracked too deep. The dentist assures me the tooth will be fine with the crown. Last Sunday was my birthday. THAT is why I see this week as being good, perhaps. Dan H took me to the movie and to dinner. We saw The Spiderwick Chronicles, which was an interesting movie, rather nicely done. We ate at Claim Jumpers, a place I'd never
experienced, and it was very good food. There was so much food that I actually have had three entire meals here at home with what I had left over after eating at the restaurant. And Dan also bought me a slice of their six layer cake. I had a goodly bit at the restaurant and then two more even bigger bits after I got home (two different days). It is VERY yummy.Well, I guess I'll head to bed now. I hope I am able to get everything moved tomorrow.
Until next time -- Dave Clingman
aka whstler | |
