Wow

Been super busy at work. Sorry for the lack of posts. I know, it stinks for me at least.

Heading to Missouri next week for a work thing. Any advice for ANYTHING to do in Jefferson City?

Working away

Sorry I have not posted recently. It seems like I read that line in a lot of blogs but when it rings true, I guess it rings true. I have been busy working btoh at work and at home. I have also been trying to fix some of the blog issues.

At work, I am working on taking over one of the largets projects for the company--the problem? It is a means to get more money but that may not materialize for awhile even though it is more work and potentially more time. What is one to do?

At home Ihave been trying to get some of the mega list of projects done. We have finally painted the front steps we built earlier this year which is nice but we have not been able to finish the fton hall because I cnanot seem to find the black and white tiles I have been searching for. The garden? Egad! the weeds have taken over with all the rain we ahve had and wile eveything is nice and green, you cannot tell we mulched earlier this year. It stinks.

trying to work on the baby thing as well even though the time put in is long and hard. the invasion of provacy is so intense that ti takes a while to get over.

As for the blog, I am astill trying to figure out how to link to other posts and how to post pictures but have not had a lot of time or patience to figure it out.

That is about it for a Monday morning. Sorry there is not more to say and anything more interesting. With all the political messes out there, you would think something would come up but I don't want to get started on that.....

William 5(f)

Here is another small section of this ongoing story. I ams till not sure where it is going or if I should continue....I will just because I am curious. Let me know your thoguhts and donj't forget about the other sections 1, 2, 3, and 4. Have a happy Fourth.

"Hey Joel, it’s me. Just wanted to make sure you got home okay. Call me when you get this. Love you."
"End of Message. To delete—Beep. Your message has been deleted. To go to the--beep, Goodbye."

Joel sat back down on the couch, feeling fuzzy. Did I drink that much last night? He dialed a number of his phone and waited while it rang.

"This is Jacqui."
"It’s me. I made it home."
"Hi, why didn’t you pick up? I was worried when you did not call."
"If you were worried, why didn’t you call last night?"
"You didn’t answer my—"
"You call woke me up. I fell asleep on the couch."
"Oh. I was afraid to wake you. Are you okay?"
"Yeah, fine. Just feeling fuzzy, that’s all. I am going to take a shower and I’ll see you later."
"Okay. Love ya."
"Me too."

Joel clicked the phone shut and sat there, trying to remember the nights events, and his dream. The cold sweat he had awoke in concerned him and the vague thoughts of the naked man next door kept retuning. He was curious about him, how he got the bruises all over his body. There were so many and he seemed to walk with a limp. Why am I thinking about this guy? Dude, what is wrong with me? But nothing was wrong. He was not looking at him that way. He felt bad for the guy. A brief thought came to him, maybe the dream and the guy were connected. He could not recall the dream but knew he had been terrified and had been running from something. A shiver hit his spine, jolting him back into reality.

He walked into his bedroom and stripped naked. Continuing into the bathroom, he turned on the light and fan, moved to the shower and started the water. Waiting for the cold water to leave the pipes, he grabbed his toothbrush to get the scummy feeling out of his mouth. Standing in the small room, bad light from above, he glances down and notices a purplish blotch on his side, just under his left nipple. It was a bruise.

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