Woke up late. Well later in the day than normal, but that’s because I was up all night wrestling with the ideas of what to do next.
I’m running out of time here at my ex’s aunty house. She’s ready for us to move on and we’re ready to go also. I’m appreciative of the hospitality and happy my daughter is on her last leg of her classes.
My plan was to let her finish up her externship staying with the ex and me and the boys leave town.
Well lo and behold the price of the greyhound tickets keep going up and I’m on a limited budget with absolutely no time.
I heard a voice in my head telling me the other option I have. And yes I mean the 1 other option. I’m puzzled and sad. I’m sure that complaining about this and that isn’t going to help me in this moment. Once again I’m stuck between a rock and a hard place.
2017 has been a very humbling year.
I’m more determined to become the writing goddess I want to be. I just wasn’t expecting to still be in California while I did it.😕
C. L Cunningham
Letting the chips fall where they may