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YouAreLoved Just recording events, thoughts and whatever else I might find value in later on.


Nov 03 2010

Hard to believe it's November already. I hope the winter doesn't rush by, I rather enjoy it. Except the part about wearing shoes of course. I'll go without them as long as I can. 

I appreciate the comments on my last post. I wasn't feeling great, still ain't, but it'll pass. Today was a bit hard on my nerves. My father and I had to go downtown and meet with my mother, that they they could meet with their paralegal. Since this whole bankruptcy deal isn't going so well, looks like we'll have some problems. My father is thinking about quitting his job since I can't keep burdening my grandmother. We'll have to surrender one of their cars, I'll likely be paying for a used one to replace it, I don't mind that at all though. Plus, we really aren't sure when the bank will kick us out. So that bothers me a bit not knowing where we'll go or how easy I'll adjust.

The next "big" trip will be November 23rd I think. It'll be at a court house in a neighboring town roughly an hour away. I'm not too worried about it though. Of course, it's easier to say that from a distance. 

The only other news is that I decided to add another instrument to my collection. I ordered a mandolin. My brother came down on Halloween to see our father. He wanted me to "play" for him. Really, he just tried to show off ha. I knew I could do better but hey, he's got the band and the ego, live and let live. It was then though, that I realized my playing wasn't for the love of it anymore. I was constantly comparing myself to other guitarists. It was like a pissing contest and I was dehydrated. So I figured I'd give the little mandolin a try, something different from most other folks. Perhaps without all that pressure, I could learn to love my music again. 

 That's about it. Thank you for reading. Hope you're doing good today. God bless you.

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