Archive | August 1, 2011

Where to now? Hello? God? I’m asking you a question. Seriously.

Wow.  I can’t believe it’s August already.  This year has really crawled by.  It seems like just seven months ago I was writing about penises and oral sex.  These days I’m hardly in the mood for either.  My thoughts have been centered around where my life, and my body, is headed.  My sister told me a few weeks ago that she may have to move because of her job.  She’ll definitely have to move out of where we’re living now because she needs better internet to work from home.  We now have a satellite ISP and it’s only worth paying for if you can’t get DSL or cable.  I really miss my cable internet. 😦

She also told me last week that she may end up moving back to our hometown.  Gasp!  That’s the last place that I ever thought I might end up living in again.  To be perfectly honest I don’t really want to even move back there.  I haven’t told her yet, but I think I’ll have to let her and my nephew go without me.  I’m sure the Preacher and my mom will freak out if I stay here, or anywhere else, alone.  Hopefully they won’t take it to personal though.

I have absolutely no idea what I’ll do or where I’ll go, but I’m sure I’ll figure something out.  I always do.  I love my sister and nephew and the rest of my family, but I just don’t see myself moving back there, ever.  I never really kept in close contact with friends from high school, not that I had that many, and I’m quite happy having my family at least an hours drive away from me.  So really I have no reason to move back there.

I do hope that my sister and I can find a place to rent here in town.  That’s as far as we really need to go.  Just into town so that she can have faster internet access for her work.  Also the thought of having to move all of our stuff six hours away doesn’t sound like much fun.  So I’m really looking hard for a place we can rent in town.

Even though the Preacher likes to call me the Gypsy, I really am getting tired of moving all over the place.  I had hoped that the last place I would move to would be into my future motor home so that I could travel the way that I wanted.  Maybe one day.

Happy humping and happy trails,