I’ve never been so glad to be home in my life. We cleared out my father’s house. Now I just have to find a way to sell the house from six hundred miles away – then all will be done, and I can rest easy. This whole situation has just left me restless and full of anxiety. I feel like I’m losing my mind, going crazy, something. His house was left in a mess. He bought it in mid-August, had a heart attack in mid-November, and never came home. So he never finished moving everything in and stuff was everywhere. The town he lived in was a small country town. I would never have been able to survive out there – stir crazy. All in all I’m just glad that it is all over. I’m tired – beyond wore out. It took about nine hours to drive home. I’ve never been so excited to see those Kansas City signs.
When I got home, I had a large envelope waiting. It was my portfolio from my fiction writing class I took last semester. I got an A in the class, and my professor said my stories were strong. I was excited. I think a little more editing and then I will try and do something with them. I’m not sure what, but something. So yea!