I guess I believe in miracles…

After days and daze of trying I recovered my WordPress account.

This has been an overnight effort because of insomnia and while sleeping, crazy dreams.

On the “innertubes” I have so many different “usernames” and passwords for different sites. Unfortunately, during the move to the new residence my external drive that had that list disappeared.

After months of looking for employment, I haven’t really found a place.
Professional or hourly. This has been a great frustration for me. My sweet husband suggested to write again.

I thought t was a good idea.

I am enjoying some coffee. Thinking that I am not sure what direction this blog space will go; I like writing short little stories. I live on a very interesting street on the north side of Douglasville. Plenty of pedestrian traffic. Sometimes there are fun, interesting, as well as disturbing encounters and conversations. Same online.

When I blogged before politics and other controversial subjects were discussed. Things could get heated and, sometimes, rude. I am better prepared for the same. Except, rude. I don’t like it. And one day I will discuss my experiences of unnecessary rudeness.

I’m ready to roll…