Just so you all know I’m alive, here are a few updates.
This Saturday from 10AM to Noon at Ballast Point Park, Florida Carry is having as many of our members as we can show up for our Open Carry fishing event. If you’re within the sound of my sultry voice, I’d love for you to drop by for support.
We have started packing for the move. Our closing date got pushed out by 6 days, which sucks, but oh well. This is taking up a lot of time, and I’d rather just go ahead and pack everything rather than try to figure out what can be put into a box now & what can’t.
My grandmother (my last remaining grandparent) is not long for this world. She has cancer and gave up on the chemo because it was hell. I’ve heard this from many chemo patients – that if their cancer comes back, they’d just as soon skip it. Which really sucks because with the move coming up, if she passes, I may be incapable of travel to make it to the funeral.
My guitar should be back from the painter’s on Wednesday. This is exciting. The suck comes from the fact that it’ll take another week or so to finish it up, and by then I’ll be in ‘fully packed’ mode and thus it will do me no good to have it. I may have Virgil hold onto it until after the move.
And there you have it. This is about as much as I’ve written in the past month alone. Sorry!