A YEAR LATER

Sunday december 22 2014 was when i moved out of my hometown, after being stuck there till age 56.  And, I can only wish I left a lot sooner.  At age 17, I ran away from home, in my three hundred (?) dollar car with the driver's door held shut with a rope; made it as far as Arizona, to be dragged back home to...nothing nice.
This morning I woke with the idea that I no longer want to hide under a rock...maybe cause I don't have decades of bad reminders around every street corner, like I did in my home town.
The building I live in is safe, clean, and warm.  The people in it are nice, especially after being stuck on main drag of town for ten years around barflies, with a pawn shop for my living room window view.
I keep on trying to get myself to say "you're welcome", when somebody says thank you to me---maybe cause it was so rare in my hometown for anybody to say thanks.  A few hours ago i gave the librarian a 20 foot extension cord i bought for ten dollars; library running low on funds; she said thank you and i was dead quiet.
Lots of bad habits/social skills i'm trying to change, after being around the unfriendly hillbillies in my hometown for almost my whole life.
After 12 months in this new town, I might actually have more than the required twenty five dollars in the bank at month's end.  The other good thing about the move is that I keep on finding great used dvds at farmer's market for a dollar each. 
I bought at least 200 used, really cheap, dvds this year---which I've only been able to do cause i'm no longer spending 50 dollars a month feeding homeless cats.  I do miss the homeless cats i fed---though this year, and only a couple months ago, I've been able to pick up my remaining cat, which i got from a shelter in 2006, with no hisses or scratches from him.  My cat even seems to be living a better life.
 

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KelleyPaterson
KelleyPaterson

It\'s hard to believe it\'s been a year already. I am so happy that life has changed for the better for both you and the cat. Maybe the cat feels that you are more relaxed.

Thank you so much for the note you left on my journal writing. I\'m starting to feel a bit better. I am going to look into that go friend me site you mentioned. I did look for a kidney dialysis support group but it doesn\'t look like there is one. You are a good friend to me. I appreciate your advice. I hope that next year is even better for you. You deserve it.
38lbs
38lbs

is anyone else feeding the homeless cats that you used to feed? if you were a 501 you could get donations to feed them. one of the girls here started out with jars for donations all over the place and she says that covered it, it adds up. another one used to collect scrap metal and used the money from the scrap metal to feed them.

around here a LOT of us feed and we call them community cats. i\'m big on getting them fixed and fortunately there are two others who also fix as well, just not as many, though i think that builds up over time. you start out helping a few and fixing them and then you realize you can do more and it keeps going. outdoor is soooo much easier than indoor. i\'m a huge advocate of animals being outdoor/indoor.

where are you moving to? sounds like you had a great adventure at 17 making it to arizona. they should have let you stay. if you had enrolled in college the following year would they have backed off. so cool you did that.

best of luck with the move. xxoo
Calebb
Calebb

Colorful stories. Penn, you live an interesting life.

:)
penntucky
penntucky

a late, thanks, to KellyPaterson
penntucky
penntucky

a late thanks, 38lbs
penntucky
penntucky

and still another, late thanks, Calebb.

When my long-time dentist would ask me \"what\'s new?\", i would reply, \"nothing, thankfully\", cause new usually meant something bad, though kinda colorful:)

i\'ve had some interesting moments in my hometown; i prefer the mostly-boring ones in my new town;)
TroJanThunder
TroJanThunder

So glad you are safe and warm.
penntucky
penntucky

thanks TroJanThunder.

I\'ve been falling asleep with just one cheap and thin Walmart blanket to cover me, and not over my head like at the olde place, where I needed my breath to keep me warm.

The walmart in my new town keeps on getting hit by shoplifters, with a cop walking around inside last week; and various lowlifes in my new town in newspaper police log, but unlike my hometown, i\'m not familar with their names or where they live, so it doesn\'t bother me.