Extra Shot of Expresso Please

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ight to those feelings as the shit show storm blew in as soon as I got home.</i></p><p id="9b47">My car is dying. The engine started making this god awful noise and well, she’s tired. It’s time to put her out to pasture and get something different. But boy, I don’t want to. I bought her brand new, with only 34 miles on her. She has taken me to incredible places and has always brought me home. Oh, my god! It just clicked! Ruby is worn out from the old “home” practices that no longer serve me. She wants me to bring my life in align with my new found inner home .</p><p id="67c3">The other part of the shit storm is I got notice the other day that my month-to- month rent agreement is ending and I need to find a new place to live in 60 days. The rents around here are sky high, especially after the whole COVID thing. Now that the safeguards for rent increases and terminations have ended, landlords are trying to recoup their losses. Due to state laws, rent increases have limits, so landlords are ending agreements to bring their homes up to the market values.</p><p id="5ae3"><i>I know. It sucks. You are right. I need to look at this as an adventure. But I need to sit in the moment of history replaying itself (Been there, done that). I know my life is very different now, but it doesn’t feel like it at this moment. Because of th

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e increases, I am facing majorly downsizing from always having a house to now having to move to a 2 bedroom apartment. In my forty plus adult years, I have never lived in an apartment.</i></p><p id="a602">Well, girl, it’s time to get my lists and plans in place. My time is limited these days. I am creating a time budget along with my finance bucket. My relationship with time and money is in the midst of chaotic change right now. But hey, maybe I’ll write about that over at KTHT. I’m headed off to write some more.</p><p id="8a95">Take care of you, my dear soul sister! Until we have coffee again. Soon, we will have it at my new place!</p><p id="79e8">Written in response to <a href="undefined">Ravyne Hawke</a> if we were having coffee. Try it and join the party!</p><div id="a8be" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/if-we-were-having-coffee-dc992d896665"> <div> <div> <h2>If We Were Having Coffee…</h2> <div><h3>For the third week of March</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/0*3mPkQMXaXDFDIoAT)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div></article></body>

If we were having coffee

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Hey Lori! (Ravyne Hawke) I say with the biggest smile and an even bigger hug.

So glad you invited me over! I brought beignets. (a little southern comfort to go with the coffee)

“Girl, I need an extra shot of expresso today! I brought my new gigantic purple mug that I grabbed while in Vegas last weekend. I know. I know. You want to hear all about it, but first I want to hear how it went with your doctor’s appointment.”

“No, girl. You’re not talking too much! I love listening to your sweet drawl. It brings back so many warm memories!” Speaking of memories, the trip to Vegas was fantastic. The double bucket list event was a success! My bucket overflows. The Daughtry concert was fantastic. I became an instant fan when he was on American Idol. The long wait was so worth it! And goodness gracious, that man’s voice hits me somewhere beneath my heart and stirs a million emotions with his music. Actually, I’m trying to hold on tight to those feelings as the shit show storm blew in as soon as I got home.

My car is dying. The engine started making this god awful noise and well, she’s tired. It’s time to put her out to pasture and get something different. But boy, I don’t want to. I bought her brand new, with only 34 miles on her. She has taken me to incredible places and has always brought me home. Oh, my god! It just clicked! Ruby is worn out from the old “home” practices that no longer serve me. She wants me to bring my life in align with my new found inner home .

The other part of the shit storm is I got notice the other day that my month-to- month rent agreement is ending and I need to find a new place to live in 60 days. The rents around here are sky high, especially after the whole COVID thing. Now that the safeguards for rent increases and terminations have ended, landlords are trying to recoup their losses. Due to state laws, rent increases have limits, so landlords are ending agreements to bring their homes up to the market values.

I know. It sucks. You are right. I need to look at this as an adventure. But I need to sit in the moment of history replaying itself (Been there, done that). I know my life is very different now, but it doesn’t feel like it at this moment. Because of the increases, I am facing majorly downsizing from always having a house to now having to move to a 2 bedroom apartment. In my forty plus adult years, I have never lived in an apartment.

Well, girl, it’s time to get my lists and plans in place. My time is limited these days. I am creating a time budget along with my finance bucket. My relationship with time and money is in the midst of chaotic change right now. But hey, maybe I’ll write about that over at KTHT. I’m headed off to write some more.

Take care of you, my dear soul sister! Until we have coffee again. Soon, we will have it at my new place!

Written in response to Ravyne Hawke if we were having coffee. Try it and join the party!