Good heavens! It's an update!

Things haven't changed much since my last post.

I called friend Dayna about the possibility of performing at the 45th Anniversary of Straw Hat Players (the summer stock company @ MSU; Moorhead--my old stomping grounds). Actually, we talked last week, and I said things may work out for me to be there. However, today I told her of our recent misfortunes, and that chances were slim to none that we would be attending. So, that's in the shitter.

I sent my references to Wells Fargo (the final paperwork before I would start in mid-June), so that is complete. Of course, within a week, we may be in LA. Who knows.

Speaking of LA, I've sent out numerous requests to friends; asking for a place to crash for at least a month. We've gotten a couple of yesses, but we're examining every possible option. One was from friend Leah, saying that we could kick her from her room, and she would take the couch. Yeah, I want that on my conscience. But, we've not ruled it out; so thanks Leah. Lorri also offered us a place, so that's on our list of maybe's as well. Contacted friend Cara in Henderson, NV (outside Vegas), and that is another opening. Many others would have said yes, but due to space constraints, or other situations, it would not be workable. So, to all those who offered (we haven't said no yet) and to those who would like to assist, but can't, I offer my eternal gratitude. We really are up shit creek, and the positive vibes we are getting from folks, really helps.

On top of all of this, the other half has to return to Chicago for a pending court date. He's using his remaining miles for a freebie ticket. That's all well and good, but there is great confusion (on the part of even the court folks) about a notation on the online court proceedings. You see, we don't know exactly when the date is. No one can tell us, and he can't afford a second trip to Chicago if the one we believe it to be, turns out to be wrong. So, that's adding a bit of stress as well.

Something's working against us. I believe someone cursed us.

I guess we also have the option of contacting the family I have here in AZ...Tucson to be exact. Of course, they're on my biological father's side, and I haven't seen them in over 25 years...so there you go.

We did get out of the hotel room yesterday (we have 3 more nights paid for), by going to Fountain Hills. We walked around the park, viewed the fountain in all of its glory (apparently the highest fountain in the world), and then hit the Ft. McDowell Casino. Before you get your panties in a bunch, we went up there last week (before the drama) to join their players club. You get free shit, so that's why we go. Well, the 10 bucks you get for free, you had to wait for 24 hours. So, we made it up there last week and again yesterday, used the 10 bucks (which you have to use to play) on a 3 hour bingo game. It was great fun, took our mind off our considerable troubles, and it was free. We didn't win, but on one game, I was one number away from winning 300 bucks. That would have been helpful.

So, still no plan of attack. I'm hoping that the other half is able to go to Chicago this week, and that the court date is what we believe it to be...then that will be out of the way. I'm hoping that we can up our hotel for one adt'l week, and by the end of that time, that we will have a course to follow. It's so up in the air. I think I'm remaining remarkably calm; considering what we're up against. However, this is putting a great deal of stress on my relationship w/ the other half. We're generally okay, but any small issue or argument; immediately blows up into a shouting match. The stress is hidden, but so close to the surface, it doesn't take much to let it out.

Love to all.

Can't we just win the lottery? Whoever (whomever?) said that money doesn't buy happiness, is probably right...but it sure as shit does buy security. So, you know what? It does buy happiness...cuz to me, security would equal happiness at this moment. It really would.

I've always said (while I wouldn't turn down being filthy rich) that I would be happy to be able to live without the possibility of losing my home, to go to the grocery store and buy what I want; not only what I need, and to take a trip to the record store, and not have to stop and think about how I will eat, if I happen to want to pick up a DVD. I don't think that's so great a request. Security, and a bit of cash to live life and have fun. Lord.

Oh, and we still are getting our mail @ "Reynaldo's" address. The fact that we have to return there to get our stuff, adds that stress as well. We're waiting on some funds from family to open a POBox, so we don't have to worry about "Reynaldo" lighting our junk mail on fire, and poking them into his eyes. Cuz, you know it's happened before...only with cigarettes. Nice. It's just all of these little bits of details that have to be addressed. Things you don't think about in your regular life. Take 'em for granted? Not any more. I love having my mail delivered directly to me...and only me.

Later.