Damsel in Distress

Good morning, all

I'm sitting in a lovely old building with wood plank paneling, soft overstuffed furniture and Books, books and more books.

I didn't sleep much last night - just couldn't let the day go, I guess. 

But, I have decided that I will get the van fixed here in Murphy, NC.  If it takes over a week, then my friends, the Kekahbah's in Pawhuska have relatives here that I might can stay with.  I guess getting the tranny fixed here is just about as risky as any place else.

I've also decided I'm going to head back to Oklahoma after its fixed.

This living poorly is my choice.  I have complete freedom and don't worry about not being able to go here or do that. 

I have grown in that I'm not only unafraid to drive cross country by myself and sleep in rest areas, but I'm also getting over my uneasiness of being alone in a deserted campground.  That's a big step forward.

I've met the most amazing people and have experienced extraordinary events and places that being stuck in a sticks and bricks house wouldn't afford me. 

I AM ONE LUCKY GIRL.

A week or so back I wrote my friend about helping me with renovating my van - adding solar, insulating it better, taking out the carpet, etc.  He so politely informed me that he was not a Knight in Shining Armour out to save a Damsel in Distress, but that he would tell me how to do it and maybe even help a little.

That kind of shocked me for a few minutes, but then I realized that he had indeed done a good deed.  It reminded me that I'm the captain of my own ship and solely responsible for my happiness and safety.

Reality Checked!!!!  (Thanks my friend!)

I was really looking forward to meeting up with him in GA in early September, but I guess that will have to wait as well.

I need to get the houses sold so I can return to this life I love so much.  (Short selling the houses as is sounds so very good right now)

Hmmm, let me see if I can remember a few lines from a song ...  I am woman, I will survive! 

Peace