Let me preface this by repeating that I absolutely love! this area I live in! When I didn't live here, I made it a pitstop while traveling; and (obviously!) I've moved back! But --
I'm renting an apt. Which I do like! Its just that it still is one of my top five regrets that I ever sold that house I had in a nearby town. It would have made life so much easier - on me, on my doggys, on my finances, on my future - if I had just held on to it and done what I originally planned to --
And some days (ok ... more days than I care to count) I just feel like an idiot for selling it (especially with all the circumstances around the how, why, when, and what the hell happened ;0 ). I know all about psycho 'babble' enough to know you're not supposed to call yourself an idiot, but you know what?
I'm calling it like it is here, folks ....
So today I had to go into that town for some errands (not all were done, but that's another story...). It was one of these days where I was feeling like an idiot for not having that house and I didn't dare drive down that street, because I knew I would be a blubbering mess (as it was, just driving by --) --
I did manage to at least get a bag of donations to a thrift store ... in fact, as I was driving up 33, I said to myself, "Why don't you take that to the Mennonite Gift and Thrift? They have a nice store, and there is an excellent coffee shop right there, too!" so, I did that ... and that's why I say
THANK YOU MENNONITES!
Because, even tho I feel like an idiot, and as I've almost always been a heart on her sleeve don't teach her poker gal, I'm sure my face projected THIS WOMAN IS AN IDIOT -- the Mennonites at the counter looked me in the eyes, were sweet, smiled, and talked to me like I was a decent human being who hadn't made some colossal mistakes in her life.
THANK YOU MENNONITES FOR THE AFFIRMATION!!!