Nearly seven months ago we (and by we, I mean me) packed up our one-bedroom apartment, put everything we own (even half of our clothes) in storage, and moved into my family's RV in a tiny little town in Texas' hill country. That's another story for another day... I've started writing it half a dozen times but for some reason can't seem to finish it. Maybe that's because I am STILL living in this 34 foot trailer trying to figure out just how I got here and who talked me into thinking this was a good idea. I'm really not bitter about it, but sometimes it's just too tight in here. Moving forward... Over the past few years, Stinky has canceled his Facebook account several times. After a little while he'd start back up, regather all his lost "friends" and proceed to overload on social media once again. He'd get sick of everyone's thoughts, ideas, and comments, recognize the binge, cancel everything, and that was the cycle. It worked fo...
The journey of a girl becoming a woman.