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First full day here at the campground, yippee…Not.
The weather was damp and cloudy for a good part of the day, with the high temp reaching in the middle 70’s. As I type this it have cleared up quite a bit with some sunshine.
For being a Saturday, the place is pretty quiet, not much going on here. I got up around 5am-ish, had some coffee and headed for one of the showers. This first shower was not very nice at all, very small and quite a few bugs flying around. I did not like it. Tomorrow I will try another shower that looked much larger. I did get some much needed rest/naps in today though, and we (the dogs and I) sat outside watching the few people that passed by. Grizwald was his ever on alert self while out there, while Eli mostly slept enjoying the cool shaded ground.
Wifi internet here is sometime good and some not, and it doesn’t seem to be the number of people camping, it just blanks out for a couple moments then back on again, ah well. I did subscribe to DirecTV Now which is only $15 a month including HBO and I can cancel at any time. So, at least I have TV and movies to watch on my PC.
It’s a little after 7:00 PM, so I’m going to sit back and watch a movie.
Anyway, that’s about it for this first day at the campground.

Well, I’m here and partly setup. I didn’t have time to pickup and clean Home before my time was up and had to leave. I sure did cry as I pulled out the drive for the last time, and it really hurts to even type this. I have so much stuff here in the camper, but I didn’t know what to bring or what I would need. This is so hard, so so hard, and I don’t have anyone to talk to about it.
My internet connection is very weak, as is my cell reception, but I think both are due to being inside a metal box. I don’t know what else to say at this point, except this is where we are living for a good number of weeks. 🙁
I’m just so tired, so very very tired.

I guess this will be my last post from home. I don’t know if I will ever be able to call any place home again. I’ll be living in a campground for quite a while, until the other house can be closed on, and that’s an “if” now, as there is now a snag.
I woke up this morning balling my eyes out, with the realization that I’m leaving Home for ever today.
Anyway, go bye from Home.

This is my last night sleeping in the home I love. My emotions are flowing everywhere. I’ve been so busy packing and moving, I haven’t had a chance to have a last walk around some of the property. I’d go out now but it’s dark now and my whole body is in pain. Maybe I’ll have a chance to walk around tomorrow before my time is up, maybe, I still have some things to do. The boys (dogs) are really confused about what is going on, but I guess they will find out tomorrow when we move into a camper, and at least we’ll be together, that’s what I keep telling them. My guess is that this will really hit me tomorrow, and hit me hard.

Wish I had someone to talk to about what I’m going through during this move. I’m sitting here trying to eat something looking out the window and tears start flowing.
I’m exhausted. Exhausted from emotions. Exhausted from all the work in moving. Just plain exhausted. My feet have blisters and my back is totally fucked. I wanted to give the back of the property a mowing, so it would look good for the new owners, but there isn’t a chance in hell I’ll be able to, I don’t even have enough time to get what really needs doing done. And I really feel bad about that, but there isn’t a fucking thing I can do about it.
I just want to talk to someone about all this.

I’m so tired and beat up from moving just about everything on my own. I feel like I have so much more to get done, but not enough time. One or two more days is what I feel I need to get finished up. My storage building is getting to the point where I don’t know if I can fit much more, mainly due it having to rush putting things in it. So many things I’m having to repack because I thought I was going to be able to move everything into the out-building and not a small storage building. And along with that, I’m having to take tables and such apart that I didn’t plan on. All this is taking up so much more time. I’m also having to deal with the mortgage paper work and make other phone calls. Wish I had help and just a day or two to finish up. Fuck! I need just one more fucking day to get this done.

I’m tired. Tired from packing. Tired from loading. Tired of crying. Tired from not sleeping. Tired from not eating. Tired of worry. Tired of stress. Tired of not knowing. I’m just so fucking tired of and from everything.
Today about 95% of everything in the house will be moved out and into storage. I still don’t know for absolute if I’ll have some place to stay for a couple, maybe more, weeks. I honestly feel like saying fuck it, and say good bye, but I’m too fucking afraid.

I can’t, just can’t stop crying. Everything is hitting me so hard, all I do is cry. I was talking with the seller of the house I’m buying and fell apart and started crying again. I just can’t hold it back. I’m afraid of what’s happening to me, like as if I’m completely falling apart or something. I’ve been so fucking busy the past few days, having to get unexpected things done, that I haven’t got enough packing done. I am mostly packed, but it’s all the little things, it’s overwhelming me and so I break down a cry. I haven’t had any sleep is days and only a sandwich here and there to eat.
I’m just plain fucked up.