decisions

i spoke to my grandmother yesterday, still didn’t have the testicular fortitude to tell her about me and J.

we put up the for sale signs and cleaned up the house to give it that “curb appeal”. I touched up places that needed paint and plaster. removed pictures that personalized the dwelling, to make it more sterile. colorless. j put up signs. in front of the house and on the entrance of the development, where someone, probably the owner of that lot, removed that sign. it’s right on the street. they are not using that patch of land for any thing. she called the people across the street and asked if she could put a sign on their corner…it’s still there.
the listing comes out today in print.

I’ve started looking at different communities. Greensboro is closer but more expensive than Kernersville, but there’s nothing to do in K’ville.

I’ve been up late so i don’t get much sleep. my dreams are brief and forgotten, then awaken, reaquainting myself with my reality, briefly questioning my choices.

single stephen, that tightly wound package of self doubt, insecurity and worry begins to stir.