Tuesday, November 17, 2015

An Unexpected Delivery of Hope

That thing called today delivered an unexpected thing called hope.

Which apparently is worth nine points in Scrabble?
I guess so.
I'm not accepting today's delivery until tomorrow. That's when it actually is supposed to show up and relieve me of the responsibility for my goddamn house that I no longer live in and have been unsuccessfully trying to sell since August.

Don't even ask. It may be a post someday. Or a chapter in the book. But right now...don't even ask.

Anyway, if you can, spare me a good thought at 9:30 CT tomorrow morning. That's when he papers are scheduled to be signed.

I'll let you know how it goes.

If something happens to make this fall through, you may get a hell of an entertaining post.

But please...send good thoughts for a boring, positive finish if you're so inclined.



  1. One of the advantages of mostly reading your posts the next day is when you ask for a good thought tomorrow it's already tomorrow. And fortunately I'm not too late, but to be on the safe side I'm sending you good thoughts throughout the day for the next twelve hours.

  2. Good vibes going your way, hoping you can put this house behind you at last.

  3. OMmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm


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