NOVEMBER 23 2009 0812 - JACKSONVILLE FL - This is day one of the  reinvention of me. At times I wonder how I ever expect to reach the end of life  if I am constantly trapped in this loop of starting over. 
 Game plan is outlined. I will pound the pavement apartment shopping, and I  need to evaluate some form of transportation. Congratulations Satan, you forced  me to dig into one of the reserve accounts. Only question now is which reserve  account do I dig into? 
 I am pretty much suspecting that my wife's family will pull out of the  cruise in December. No big deal, the ones who had travel insurance will get  their money back. As for the one's who did not have travel insurance, well they  new the rules when they elected to book the cruise. As for me, looks like I will  be traveling solo, because I am going on that cruise, come hell or high water I  am going. I need to, it is an opportunity for a ship inspection, and a chance to  experience the newest ship in the Princess Fleet. So, I am going even if I have  to go by myself. Which reminds me, I think I'd better order a copy of my Birth  Certificate. The one I have now is in my wife's lock box, and I am not sure if  she may just destroy it. 
 I slept on my daughter's sofa last night, after sending an email to a  member of the management team at my job advising her of my present situation. I  must admit it is a situation I am not familiar with. I have been with out a car,  but had a place to live. I have been between places to live, but have had a car.  I can not recall a time in my life when I was ever without both. Note to self,  should I ever enter into another relationship, make sure she is the one who  gives up everything, or there is some sort of mutual balance. 
 I need to rent a car, thank goodness I have my travel website. At least I  will get a little cash back from this rental. There are a couple of items I  still need to rescue, those being my keyboard, my trumpet, and my boxes in her  garage. I also need my birth certificate and my DD-214. Once I have those items,  I can move forward. 
 This is strike 3, and any baseball fan knows that 3 strikes equates to an  out. How appropriate, because with this, I am officially out of the marrying  game. I will simply be content to date, and may have a live in girlfriend in the  future, but marriage is completely out of the question. God, I love you, but I  guess you never intended for me to be married, so I am going to respect your  desires going forward. 
 Ok, let's get this reinvention process up and running. I have a lot of  ground to cover today and not much time to do it in. I just submitted an  application for Drive Time, and of course it came back "APPROVED!!!" despite my  horrific credit history. That means a beat up, overly priced car with an  unthinkable interest rate. Story of my life. Still,it is my life, and I love it  regardless. 
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