and that, actually, is a blessing.
I can stay up as late as I wish and get up when I am ready to.
It remains a relief to not be a teacher anymore. As Sybil said so well, public education is not a user friendly place anymore. Not by a long shot.
I hope to be past the anger and disappointment I still feel over my experiences in Florida, but that isn't reality yet.
The house is a wreck. It just is. In my current financial condition, I doubt I will be able to salvage it. The tarp on the roof appears to be doing its job. That is a comfort. I cannot shed the notion that this, the only house I have ever owned and one I have resided in for over a quarter of a century will ultimately have to be surrendered to some scavenger. The next year will tell the tale.
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