Franks promise is real

It is sunday and in seattle everything is just fantastic.I am learning not to spend money every day and it is great to do.Groceries here now are very expensive and I have to learn to buy on sale.I just got a alot of cat food and Tuffy just loves it.I have realized that love is something that has to be learned and you just cannot depend on one person to do so.AS for me,I cannot say just how happy that I am in this neighborhood.Noone bothers you and it is a working class neighborhood that I grew up in.And I will never worry about some stuff again.It is not worth it anymore.Not worth it.Brad works 6 days a week and he is resting now.Every Monday here there is just a listing of free things to do.I have got a appointment this week and this is when I will leave the house but I have to do all of this laundry and it has to be done tomorrow.Monday is laundry and cleaning.Weekends I relax and have coffee and i have to do reports tomorrow to as they have to be out by the 15th of August.I also have to call people and I live to do it on Monday.I have got absolute privacy here and nothing can beat this.As for me,I would rather be in a coffee shop here reading the paper and talking to some of my coffee frie ds.It means more to me then a 200.00 dinner and coffee here is where it is at.And next week,it will be 4 years that I lost Frank so i must learn to prepare for it and I must learn to accept the fact that Frank is dead.