Hell or High Water

It rained a lot here today. Memorial Day 2019. I have tried for the past few years to make Memorial Day about remembering those heroes that we have lost and not about partying and celebrating. This was a success. All day we ran around wasting gas looking for a Bitcoin ATM and the ones we found were out of service. So apparently God said no bbq chicken or cigarettes today. Fine, fine. But can I at least have a tiny bot of fun? So God sent the flood for me to play in because I had no pool, no beach, no ocean. He gave me that.

What I didn't like was my husband getting super dressed and declaring that there is no God because of our financial situation. Ugh. I have to pray harder for him. It's all so frustrating. If only he would just tell his BOSS to pay him before he goes out of town to Hawaii and forgets to do it again. Or perhaps his BOSS just thinks that we can magically make food appear out of thin air, pay for insulin with no money, keep our phones on with no money. Maybe he doesn't give two shits, but I do. I have to pray harder for his BOSS too.

Bella refuses to go out and now she is farting like crazy. I have to make her go out.

I did start writing some of the outline to my fantasy story officially out today and in my head so far my ideas are awesome. I can't wait to flesh it out more.

Not a long entry tonight, it just feels good to be journaling again.

People stuck in front of our house when it floods.