So, my beloved (not so much right now) cousin has my pastor and church family in on the pressure to move to town. Everyone keeps talking about how much they love me and how smart I am and yada yada yada!
Then, they turn around and act like I am not smart enough to figure out where it is best for me to live.
I want to tell them that they don't really love me or think I am smart or they would want to see me happy.
Funny how one of the biggest arguments they use is that if I lived in town it would be easy for them to "check on you" or "help you if you needed anything". Funny thing, the whole time (around 15 years) Mama and I lived in town, most of them never called, let alone came to see us. Why would I think it would it be any different now? Ok, lets say I moved into the apartments, they don't have washer/dryer hookups in the apartments. I would have to go to the laundry mat they have there. Just how am I suppose to manage that? Which one of them is going to help me with that? Oh, that's right. . . none! Need to go to town? "Can't this week and next week is booked, too. Maybe later in the month." What about Daisy? She would go nuts in an apartment and walking her would be a nightmare! She is used to me sitting down and letting her run the length of her leash. Couldn't do that in town. I guess they would say to take her back to the shelter. Not as long as I have my mind and am breathing! I love her and she keeps me sane and puts a smile on my face, which is more than I can say about most people I know at this time!
I wish I could get back to making jewelry and enjoying it, but with no sales I feel like there is not real point. I can't wear all of it myself. I want to try my hand at some other crafts, but it takes money.
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