Sorry

Sorry

Before I get too far into my bolg, which is long overdue by the way, I want mention a couple of people. First is that nasty, mean spirited, grumpy, sadistic, horrible, stingy with her grades like Ebenezer Scrooge with her grades, composition teacher I had in high school, the only teacher with enough NERVE to give me a D, Ms Pohl. Thanks. You made me earn my grade and made me learn.

Second is Dad. He loved to talk and tell stories and did have a way of spinning a yarn. He passed that on to me and I probably wouldn’t be writing this if he hadn’t. Still miss him sometimes.

I have started to write a couple of times here but had a bad case of writer’s block. There are still new experiences every day but I now it seems more like watching a NASCAR race. Each day flies by as a blur of things like the lead pack zoom, zoom, zoom......zoom. Fun, but the real excitement comes at the finish. What?! There’s no finish line!? I guess this is where staying in the lead lap is the goal.

I’ve had to make a few trips back to Owosso for unfinished business. Two times I got all the way back for hearings just to have them canceled. That’s as frustrating as getting to the bakery and finding out they don’t have any jelly filled donuts! Hopefully that business will all be over soon because I like road trips about as much as having the dentist inject Novocain in my jaw.

It’s fun to go back “home” but there’s never enough time to visit everyone. That too is a little frustrating. This weekend (25th) we’ll be back around the home area because I have class in Lansing the last week of March. I’m going to “new Chief school” to learn what mistakes I made the first 3 months or better yet how to fix them.

I still want to be more patient and take time making changes but I can’t help myself. Maybe I’ve been possessed by Lindsay Lohan? And I don’t understand why some of my friend’s sounded sarcastic when I told them about this.

My first budget project is due tomorrow and I’ve got it all done but it’s amazing how fast the dollars add up. Everything is legitimate and justifiable but it still somehow seems like too much. Now that I’ve decided what to ask for I have to decide what to stand up for. The whole thing will be an interesting learning process. (Keep telling yourself that Squiers.)

Dena and I have visited a few churches and think we have found a church to stay with. The pastor is a young man, a very energetic and good teacher and he seems to have a plan for the church. We’re excited about getting plugged in again and have volunteered to help with their Awana Fair.

Dena hasn’t found work yet so she continues to work on making me fat and then drags me out into the cold for long walks so I won’t get fat. If I didn’t cooperate so much with her first efforts I wouldn’t have to cooperate so much with the second. I’ve had to give up the basketball because I hurt myself enough that I’ve got to if I want to golf this summer.

Sorry it took me so long to post but today was the first day of Spring and Spring brings things to life. There ya go.