Short and sweet. I was a nerd in high school. Apparently, I was beautiful enough to go to prom four years in a row, but I was never invited to any other party throughout the school year. I had one boyfriend of whom I dated because I liked his mother. I thought I would marry him until time to fill out college applications. (I  did, he didn’t.) I was accepted early admissions.
I was a lone wolf. I had my share of escapades in college and still no party invites. Now I have two kids and four men including my ex wanting to be with me and two asked me to marry them. Just in the last two weeks. Still no party invites, lol I guess they know I am not the beat around the Bush type and got straight to the point. That was refreshing, but gesh is it so wrong to want to be whooed even for a little bit? Update July 2017 still not married. Still very much happy.

Today I wake and reflect on the past year and the path I wish to take in the year to come. I rediscovered Dr. Sebi and cell food and why I originally wanted to go to Central/South America. Again I am faced with a challenge I want to build a house and travel. Which order should come first? De. Sebi has died so I can’t meet him, but his sanctuary still stands and knowledgeable people still reside there with his spirit and integrity.

My ex husband is back in my life. We did a trial run and it is clear although he has grown we still are not yet on the same page. His week long stay and five months on weekend sleepovers made me realize I really need a house of my own. Where my pets and children have space. I am still a tiny house enthusiast so I don’t want nor need or desire a large estate. I found a quarter acre and seriously considering it. I can travel and carve out the details of a earthen home. I can delegate. I don’t have to do everything myself to prove self-sufficiency.

I currently live in an apartment surrounded by those who mock and ridicule because they don’t understand me. I need to be able to go sit in the grass in my front yard and stare at the sun or meditate. The negative energy is overwhelming. I don’t care what they think but my body feels like it burns from their stares. Maybe I need to practice pushing it away. And one day someone might join me. 🙂 that would be ideal but these fools might call cps and the asylum on me. 🙂 love to them all they might find the light and peace of calm.