It's All Good

Last year about this time, I was happy and thought I was content with the way our life routinely crawled along, accepting both metal and physical restrictions as being something we would have to adjust too and live with. Then we moved into the country, bought me some work gloves; rebuilt a lake house, bought an ATV and dusted off the chainsaw and fishing equipment.

I'm not sure where this is going to lead but all is good.  Tomorrow I drive into Brownwood to take my second guitar lesson......