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YaY!!

YAY for CWUW!!

We received our determination letter and so we are on and poppin'. WOW...I think this must be like the musician that finally gets the record deal and now its time to produce. We're ready.

I need to blast my horn I think. I'm busting my ASS. Fun is put aside most of the time so I can get things done. I guess I don't see this as something just for me and the Kid but I'm trying to leave something here for Indy, my legacy.

I giggled at the fact that I've not read anything but journals and studies for that past few years. Today I copied, "Principles for Good Governance and Ethical Practice". Exciting huh? I'm moving into some mom stuff too. Gotta get the kid on track. We are in the last leg of this stage of her life and I can see she's ready but still needs guidance. May is approaching. :)

I don't like to get caught up in me AT ALL but damn it, with God's guidance and love, I'm making this work. I'll stay single as long as I need to be. I'll not go out and just waste time. I need this to work. I don't have a choice. Plus, I don't need a partner to just provide a rub on the back and some words of encouragement...oh and some lovin' on occasion. I would need a dude who really knows this type of grind and who is on his own grind as well. I'm sure God is working it out. :)


I make moves. I'm the Real Thing.

Believe that.

You are too. :)

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