posted September 20, 2013 08:22 AM
So, the last big thing that I remember posting...
I had just gotten a divorce, packed everything I could fit in my car and just started driving with little money and no clue where I was going.A week after a wonderful drive where I met some absolutely brilliant and heartfelt people I wandered my way into a state park and got a job as a on site care taker.
Some people know further than that, but like I said, I couldn't make this stuff up.
So I left the state park and went to visit my dad... who I quickly found out was living in absolute filth. We butted heads and I took off back on the road again... from Indiana to Florida and then to South Carolina.
Moved in with a friend who a month later after living in SC for 17 years meets a guy and moves back to Indiana. I stay with her mom, take her job and eventually her mom moves out and I take the apartment.
A year passes and my old high school flame contacts me. We start to talking and hit it off... talking 7-8 hours a night for a few months. He asks me to move in with him. (Now when I say high school flame I mean the kid that was my best friend who I had a crush on from the time I was 8 till about 19).
The one friend I made down in SC takes me with her on her family vacation. Which btw was AWESOME. I'd never seen the ocean before, and we did everything on that vacation. Well, I come back sick.
A week or so passes and I'm not getting better, I go to the doctor and they tell me to take sudafed. A month passes, I can't work and I have no money. I've lost hearing in my ears and feeling down my right arm.
I flipped out. Never been that sick before. Asked the guy I was going to move in with if I could come early. He backs out of everything and says that he's happy living by himself right now.
Ok, so now I'm sick and angry and 800 miles away from all except one person who even knows me.
I pack my stuff, get in my 1981 rust mobile, knowing the car won't make it through mountains and drive.
I broke down in Alabama and my best friend and her boyfriend come down (a 11 hour trip at best), they try to fix the car and fail so they throw all the stuff that can fit in my car into theirs give the car over to someone looking to derby it and take me back to their place.
OK.
So, I'm staying at their place with no car, no job, sick as hell (blisters on my ear drums and a pinched nerve in my shoulder which ended up also causing tendonitis). My friend decides to let me help with the financial situation by watching her kids and saving her 400 a month.
That was three months ago.
Now, while I still have no job or money... they want me to be part of their relationship. Like an actual part. I have no problem doing that, on the understanding that if it works it works and if it doesn't it doesn't. I've known both these people for about 18 years. It's just a weird thing to ask someone, imo.
Oh, and my friend after 30 years of living in Indiana has now started putting applications into the state she's been wanting to move to since I've known her.
Mind you, this is only a shortened version of the happening since June 2012. A little over a year.
THIS IS HOW MY LIFE IS ALL THE TIME.
Lindaland
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posted September 20, 2013 08:22 AM
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