westwind's Journal

My cousin and I finally sat down yesterday afternoon and talked. Well, he started out in his general good old Southern Boy routine and I'm just sitting there get to the bloody point man. Damn Yankee in me! But the reason why he needed to speak with the carpenter was to see if he was willing and they were able to afford yet another project. After he finishes with the master bedrrom suite area in about a month he moves on to the TV room which is going to be completely destroyed and redone and from there say arounf January move on the the garage and turn some of the space into a small but nice living area. Which they hope I will live in and help them...relatives with the farm, because they are getting animals, dogs, cat, chickens, cows and whatever but no horses and doing several gardens and hoping that I will remain there and help them.

After all was said and done and divine sense of peace, tranquility and utter calm enveloped me and for the first time in a long time I felt at peace and was able to start focusing on getting well both mentally and physically and not be such a dramatic mess in a dress. 

Just wish they would have clued me into their plans rather than me sweating the pits for four days after surgery and trying to get well and not have mletdown after meltdown and too much damn drama! But once again God and his ways! Wasn't Jesus' surrogate father a carpetner??? Joseph? Not all that up on my bible history?