Out Looking…Again

Went out today to see if I could find any homes that were for sale by owner that aren’t listed online, but once again, nothing. I did drive by one house that I saw online that said owner financing, but the place was so small I doubt my bed would even fit in the house, and they were asking fucking $69,000 just because there’s a lake across the road.
So, after striking out again I drove along the shores of the Keweenaw to try and enjoy myself a bit. It worked at times, but mostly not, I couldn’t stop shaking and crying for no reason. I so love taking photos and trying new techniques in doing so, but it’s been so very hard to do lately.
I’m trying to go through some of my photos from today, but I don’t know, I’m still shaky and just not feeling well, maybe if I try eating something.

Update: Slowly adding more photos.

Western Keweenaw Shore

Western Keweenaw Shore

Eastern Keweenaw Shore

Keweenaw Conglomerate Along The Western Shore

Log Along Keweenaw Shore

Western Keweenaw Shore

Old School Merry Go Round

The Stewart J. Cort. First 1,000 footer on the Great Lakes.

The Stewart J. Cort. First 1,000 footer on the Great Lakes.

Something Done

Well, I did get something done today…I mowed the back yard, had to do something and not just sit. My plan, as of earlier this week, was to mow what I did, then get the orchard part done as it hasn’t been mowed in about a month and has just about gone back to wild. I can’t do the orchard part, it’s too hot and I just can’t stop fucking shaking. At 11:30am it’s already 85°F with a heat index of fucking 94°F and rising. So fuck it, nothing more I can do but try to keep cool and continue to search online for some fucking ass place to live. I wish I could stop shaking though, it scares me.

Update: Temp is up to 88°F and heat index of 97°F. I’ve tried to sit back to stay cool, but this feeling of dread overwhelms me. I’m fucking scared, really really scared.


I wish someone would call me, I feel so lost and don’t know what to do.

Not bothering to go to bed tonight, I don’t sleep anyway all I do is nap. Also it’s too fucking hot to sleep.

Fuck It All

That’s really all I have. Fuck everything. Those are my feelings. At some point soon, there’s a very good chance I’ll be homeless. Without a home, I have no job, without a job, I can’t have a home, so fuck it. To top that shit off, Grizwald had a very bad day yesterday. He shit 5 times in the house, and I don’t think he even knew what was happening, it just happened. He seems better today. Of course I haven’t slept, all I’ve done is cry, so fuck it. Grizwald’s time might be near, as mine could be to. Fuck it. I will carry on today as normal, work and go grocery shopping at lunch time, why, I have no idea. I might go out for a drive Sunday just to get out of the house. Wish I could take the boys with me, but Giz can’t travel at all.
I can’t type any more, my chest hurts and I’m shaking too much.
Fuck it all


Wildflower Garden

This spring I started a wildflower garden in an area that was just grass and a pain in the neck to mow. The garden so far has turned out pretty good and there are many, many more flowers to bloom yet. The following photos don’t really do it justice, but does give an idea of how it turned out…so far.

Finished with sod removal this spring