The soul has greater need of the ideal than the real for it is by the real that we exist, it is by the ideal that we live

Tuesday, August 16, 2011

The bitter with the sweet

I think I might be just about to dive in the deep end head first on more than one count.

I found out something this afternoon I shouldn't know about a house I'm looking at because i ran into a chatty neighbor when I was there looking at it...again.  So maybe Boo Radleys house is the one.

Then of course  I found out I've spent all the money in my checking account because I didn't account for an automatic withdrawal.  Fuck!!!

Tomorrow is already a whirl with transferring funds, figuring out where my damn extra checks are in the storage, which makes me mad at myself, because i should have kept them out so I could get to them, and then getting dinner started, (it's brisket it's wonderful but it takes forever), and then meeting my broker so we can look at this house again.

The other jump I think I might be in the mood to make is into love.  He's awful nice, and he, for reasons that faileth human understanding, seems to think I'm sweet.  Now there's a guy one should keep around if he's delusional enough to think that.

And so it goes:

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