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St. Simon Island was swell. 

We did a few days of cleaning out the kitchen (believe me - this was no task for the weak of heart) and really enjoyed each other’s company.  My buddy’s house is very delapidated. It was real country living - no stove, no dryer, ceiling in bedrooms coming down, stuff (multigenerational packrats) everywhere… but she’s got a sun porch that was wonderful.  

We sat there and talked.  Well she talked a lot - the poor gal has been basically isolated for the past 6 months and I was so happy to hear so much about her family history.  The island is beautiful and peaceful.  Folks walk and bike past her house - there’s a few old houses around that are so interesting.  It’s a piece of paradise.  We would walk to the pier from her house to sit in rocking chairs taking in the sea breeze.  It was lovely.  I didn’t think about work and enjoyed hanging out. I wish it was longer…

I came back and hung out with Wildchild on Friday - saw a house.  Put in an offer.  It’s got some major buckling in the hardwood floor in the master bedroom right next to the bathroom.  Let’s hope it’s not something major - guess if they take my offer I’ll pay the 500 for the inspection and find out.  I took Crisis couple over there to look at the outside today when we met up for lunch and we lucked out  - a realtor was showing it.  But the bad news was that it was a large Asian family and I’m dead honest when I tell you that sometimes they have all cash for these transactions.  So my little VA loan may go right down the tubes.  Oh well, guess the floor will be a mystery then - if it doesn’t work - it don’t work.

I’ll know next week.  

Called my Mother tonight and she was in a foul mood.  I got told that I haven’t done shit for her and when I told her about the house that she’s always asking me about (because my father wants to send her over sooner rather than later) - she was negative.  When I asked her why she says, ‘What you want money?’  

What a fabulous phone call.

A great way to end my vacation.

The Sam-E is ok, I don’t feel particularly down despite things that are going on but then again I’m not cheerful either so maybe this ain’t so bad.

I’m glad I have y’all around - wish I had a sun porch so we could all sit together feeling that breeze, sipping sweet tea and forgetting our troubles.