I love small town living

Only in a small town.

I pick up the phone to call a fellow about a house he has for sale (no we haven't found a place yet!) and find out it's the guy I was supposed to call to interview about some renovations down town. We set a time for the interview.

I can talk for 15 minutes to someone I've never talked to before and feel like I've known her my whole life.

I can walk in a store and ask for help and they give it to me with a smile and no grumping.

I can walk two blocks and be just about anywhere in town I need to be... almost.

I haven't met anyone who does not love the Lord God Almighty. That is a miracle, I'm sure.


I just want to apologize to everyone who has stopped by my place in the past month. I am still scattered across two states and do not have my pillow, my job and all my stuff in the same town. Sigh... God will make a way when there seems to be no way--I know. I'm just a bit tired of feeling all at sixes and sevens rather than even stevens.

Please bear with me... I shall return in full force soon and very soon, God willing and the creek don't rise. :)
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