For anyone who may yet be curious, my burgeoning relationship with the lovely and magickal Zia Lyllyth Terranova (or, to me, Suzanne) continues to be the best thing that has ever happened to me and threatens to continue happening beyond the foreseeable future. This being the case, I eagerly await marriage to her beautiful self, an event which will take place in a few weeks (just after Thanksgiving here in the US). She is posting tons of pictures showing our happiness; I just wanted to chime in and state that the happiness shown is real and shared. This is simply amazing.
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OK, based on my belief that my Passport Card will be here somewhere around the first week of October, and my belief that I need to earn my October money driving Uber, I have scheduled my trip to Canada to pick up my sweetheart, Suzanne, to begin October 25. I will take no more than 6 days, perhaps 5. No time for sightseeing, as I will have to do something or get someone to take care of my cats and will need to get back to work when I get back.
The trip is 19 hours of driving, plus stops for food, drink, peeing, and probably an overnight each way, and the holdup at the border each direction. From Blaine TN to Green Hill (aka Stanley Parish) New Brunswick. At least one night in Green Hill, so her father knows I’m not a serial killer, maybe two, and then the trip back, this time with company.
Saturday I drove to St. Matthews, SC for a housefilk at Larry and Deborah Kirby’s house. Had a grand time, might have been 20 people there but for the most part it was Larry, me, and Frank Parker, then Teri Wachoviak, and then Harry Coburn with a couple of other songs by others. Teri made my head explode with praise for my performances. I spent the night, and drove back Sunday.
Sunday afternoon Suzanne and I looked at how to go about getting her to move here on a Marriage Visa (K-1). Its going to cost $390 for the visa itself, but filing to get the process started is free, so I printed out the paperwork and filled it in. I made a copy, and was going to mail it Monday, but… noticed that nobody had proposed to anybody. So I called Suzanne and did so. She is now bouncing around the room up there in Longueuil, PQ.
So here is how it works. I have to mail this document to somebody in the government (have to look that up, but shouldn’t be difficult). After the initial document is approved, a case number is assigned, and the matter is referred to the US Consulate in Canada (the website says only the Montreal office handles these, but perhaps the Halifax office can, as by the end of this month she will be back at her father’s house in New Brunswick). Then after all the interviews and such, they bill me for the K-1 Visa and it goes through, and then I go pick her up and drive back to Tennessee. We have a full year to finish the task, and if not completed she can go back to Canada. If successful, she applies for permanent residency with the skids already greased.
Little to do other than unpack boxes. I’m going tomorrow to clean the cabin and get my cleaning supplies and ironing board. Comcast came today, and it revealed that while the modem I inherited from John is OK, the router did not connect and so I have no wifi. The installer recommended a combination modem/router by Netgear, and I found it at Amazon for more than $30 less than it was at Voldemart.
Other than that, I managed to get the last couple of blinds I needed from Family Dollar and installed them.
Not much else other than phone calls going on.
I was silent the entire month of June. Things are still developing, just not as quickly as I would like.
I can’t get unemployment. Not because I’m on Disability, but because I can’t work full time (because of my disability).
The trailer I’m moving to has had to be completely redone, and is not ready yet. It may be ready by the end of this week to move SOME things in, but probably not ready to move me and the kitties.
I did get approved as an Uber driver. I’m not sure whether that’s a good or bad thing, but it might help.
I stopped selling stuff because I don’t know where I’ll be when it’s time to mail it out. Or it’s too stressful to balance in the rest of my life-in-turmoil.
I will be going tonight to hear Emmie perform in Knoxville. I will be going tomorrow to give Connie her new laptop (“Mobile Workstation” – this thing is HUGE) and install RAM on her desktop, and do other things, hopefully remembering to take her old laptop so I can use or sell it. And on Thursday, I hope to get up early enough to check on the work on the trailer.
My desktop is still not working, but I’ll either get it fixed after I move or start uing one of the computers John left me. They probably run circles around mine anyhow.
Lots of emotional stuff going on. No need to get into that here. Call me if you think I need a hug, or if you do.
My cell phone is working, except it is now on a carrier which does not have service at the cabin. After I move, or whenever I’m out and about, I can be reached on it. If you think I’m at the cabin, call me at (865) 344-7156.
I’ve been posting some things for sale, found among what John N left me, on eBay, Craigslist, and a more-local app called LetGo. I apparently have been pricing things low, because they are being snapped up. I will likely be able to get through June nicely if this keeps up, and I haven’t yet posted that much of it. Of course I’ll want to keep some of it… but it is such a relief that I can clean up my place, which is pretty slammed with all this stuff, and manage to get some breathing room in the bank account besides.
Nothing new on a job, but I haven’t had a lot of time or a lot of jobs to apply for. I should probably go to the “local” (30 miles away) Job Service Center or whatever they call it here. Might do that after my trip to the Post Office tomorrow to mail off my goods.
My cats have really been loving this time together. Cecil has gotten into the habit of (now several times a day} climbing up on my shoulder and purring. Of course, he’s so large that only his head and front shoulders are on my shoulder; his rear legs are on my belly. But he purrs so well. He only stays there a couple of minutes and then runs off, but he also spends a lot of time in my lap or between my legs (I sit in a recliner most of the time and the footrest opens to a solid piece).
I really appreciate all the love, attention, concern, prayers, energy, candles, etc. that my friends are giving me. It’s still going to be rough for a while, but I thank you for all you do.
I’m about to drive to Knoxville to regain my employment. It will require some driving, I don’t know how much yet, as the available houses are mostly in the West and North of Knoxville.
I have submitted all the paperwork I can to the lending agency. I can only wait until he calls me back, to see if I need to submit something else or to see if he is going to go ahead with the bid.
Getting the house I want means leaving my job, although there is a possible job closer to home. I vote for the house, but I don’t have it yet and still have a life to finance.
And we’re looking for names for the new house, should I acquire it.
Update: I got assigned to a house. I called my new house manager. He’s not sure he can get me the hours. He said he’d call back.
Update 2: The lending agency says they have everything they need from me to proceed. I suppose they’ll let me know what and when the next step is.
I find myself conflating several goals again. The goal of finding permanent housing has rung a bell with another activist advocate, who is also losing her housing. So we are discussing the likelihood of being long-term housemates. At this point the talks are going quite well. No, I’m not finding another girlfriend (some of you think that my entire life is predicated up on that; you haven’t been watching very well, have you?). I’m finding someone I can trust to keep up her end of a housing situation WHICH I COULD DO BY MYSELF, just because I like helping people.
The area I am looking to move to has a good homeless service organization, a good animal rescue organization, decent services and supports for my needs (and hers). Nothing’s perfect, but the biggest potential fly in the ointment is that somebody else could buy the house I want before I do… and there may be others in the area, although not with all the good stuff this house has.
Just putting it out there. The gods (Universe, etc.) know my heart and what I want to be doing. I hope those of you reading this will add your prayers or energy toward this end.
I was suspended from work all of last week. Reinstated on Friday but switched to a different office, and I need to hear from that office to get a new assignment and schedule. Nothing at this moment.
I’m also trying to find financing to buy a house. I’m tired of renting, moving because of the landlord’s issues (not aimed at any specific landlord), and feeling unrooted. I have a house I would love to own and could afford it with financing; another house which would be suitable but not as good, but cheaper.
While it would be good to get back to work before thinking about buying property, each of these properties could be managed without the additional income that working would provide.
Sorry to be so vague, just need to be at this time.
Things have been very odd around here. Issues with my cousin, my housing, my music, my job, pretty much everything. The waters are smoothing.
I still don’t know what’s going on with my cousin, it seems once a week she calls and leaves a screaming message on my phone that she will be leaving town “tomorrow”. So far as I know, it hasn’t happened yet. I hate that I had to pull away from her totally to preserve my own sanity, and I have also been incredibly ill from tree pollen and a resulting infection.
The illness caused me to badly underperform on my job, and I got written up for the first time in 3 years (on a major issue). But my client is more sympathetic than ever and I appear to have the support of his family.
And it’s hard to sing when you can barely breathe without coughing up a lung. But sing I will. My monthly housefilk was postponed a week — seems the major players forgot to get it on their schedule, and a week later worked better for all of us. So that will be this Saturday. Yay!
I won’t say anything about the housing issue at this time. There is a chance I may need to move, and a chance I may not. Lots of details need to be worked out first on either side. The upshot is an improvement (I think) in my financial situation, and enough in savings that I may not need to ask for help from family in the near future. Of course, the best laid mice and men seem to get other plans… or something like that…
My next performance is scheduled for ConCarolinas in June. I hope I’m in reasonably good shape by then. With the help of my friend Emmie I have found some strings which might make Arthur of the Wood sound better. I have also parted ways with Blue and Disciple (got paid for Disciple and will miss him) and have finally listed some of my extra electronic doodads for sale on eBay.
I hope everyone’s life is calm and that you are getting what you need from the Universe.