Im Baaaacccckkkkk

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I know I have received some flack concerning my lack of writing lately. But with all my heart intact as far as I know I can say that we are officially into our new home and it is feeling mor and more like home everyday.
I have put my teacups up in the kitchen and those of you that know me know that they are my babies. They look beautiful and are on the walls of the nook and the light in ther is beautiful so my little treasures are just showing off all day long. I have put some window treatments up but nothin permanent. I am getting along fine and think we can be alright here.
A few new things going on. I o to see the lawyer tomorrow concerning my Dad and that will either be the begining or the end of the case. I thought I wanted it to be the begining but honestly I kinda hope it is the end. My heart still hurts ona daily basis and the guilt that I feel is still there. Selfishly I want them to say that there was nothing done wrong and he was just ready. I have feared all along that they would find blatant errors, visa vi Suzie was sleeping and missed the most important shit. Selfish that I think it is about me but at this point nothing is bringing him back so here I sit. Tomorrow at 1 pm.
I am teaching full days now Mon and Wed and then off the others. It is enough to get out and have Jack at daycare on Fridays so I can get some house cleaning done and have lunch with some of my gals.
Missi is doing alright and adjusting to the new house. She now has her own computer in her room and she is loving it of course. I am scammin off of everyone else. A few days and Missis new computer will be here so I will have my own back again so I can get back on the writing track.
My latest idea is a book.
Yup a book.
Non fiction, young woman with dreams with bumps in the road, and some mystery involved with the whole antiques and haunted house thing. I am milling it over so I will keep you all up to date on whethrer it is enough to write about or just fall asleep to the idea. I will write again soon.

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