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A keeper looks into your eyes and sees your soul
Sometimes to get what you want the most, you have to do what you want the least
“Unarmed combat is only for those FOOLISH enough to be caught without a weapon.”
If you haven’t walked in my shoes and followed the path I traveled, lived my sorrow, felt my pain, know who I lost, found, and now love, who are you to judge me?
Pain is natures way of telling you that you are alive
There is always something else you can try
Disabled don’t mean incapable
To prove that, you run,
And I’ll try to shoot you
The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing. The problem is what happens afterwards to them who do.
Why would you worry about something that can kill you in ten years where there are so many things that can kill you today?
Tag Archives: house hunting
After the best part of three months, we’ve found a house. Our bid was accepted, and the legal process is under way (sort of). Except the day started early with SWMBO at home doing the computer searching and land line … Continue reading
What’s worse than crap? Six of the eight properties we viewed answered that. Out of the other two I regret that we had to reject one, although it was chocolate box perfect, as the 150 year old cottage was suffering … Continue reading
Way back in 2007 our life travels had taken us to the largest of counties in England, Lincolnshire. It was there that we honed our fortress prepping style, learned about off grid living, including the wonders of the Cess Pit … Continue reading
05 h start. As always a restless night and no pain meds as being stopped when driving having sucked opiates (prescribed or not) is a well big fine and possible loss of license by DUI. So tired and sore from … Continue reading
We looked at four houses this time, drank loads of tea and coffee, had a ‘diet illegal’ MacDonald’s each, and spoke to the usual crop of liars (whoops), estate agents. House one, MAJOR subsidence, Noah was probably a boy when … Continue reading
Either I’m getting old or traffic and driving is getting more intense. 5 am up. 7 am on the road. Non stop day (unless you count a bacon sandwich pit stop and three viewings). Back home 11 hours later. This … Continue reading