Those of you who know me already know— and I’m so very lucky to have all of you for emotional support. Beyond lucky. I’ve been saving so Potato the German shepherd and I can finally get an inexpensive rental and live on our own after too much time living…wherever. That ranges from last summer on the street to Fall in a New Orleans Garden District home to Winter and Spring with my mother and stepfather, their 3 dogs and 11 cats. Needless to say it’s time after a year of working hard to pull myself back up and raise myself higher than I was before- to move OUT. It’s time for life to start again. I’ve saved all that I can. Potato is… she is planning on paying for things with cuddles and dog treats. I haven’t had the heart to tell her that we don’t live in a dog treats based economy- her vibe is so positive and I need her as my cheerleader like she’s been this past year. Besides…she also ate all her treats so she’s broke too. We are about $2500 short of our savings goal for a small place (just to be on the kinda safe side) but because I work and save there’s no reason why $1000 more shouldn’t be saved by the time this fundraiser goes on and moving day gets closer. That leaves a $1500 shortfall of our goal. I’m still just looking at places, for certain nothing fancy, especially since I have to re-acquire all the things a house needs to be a house- let alone a home. Even clothing and shoes (I have ONE pair of motorcycle boots I’ve worn every day for a little over a year now but they’ve held up incredibly well especially considering they were quite cheap and have outlasted the thorough beat down I’ve put them through). We don’t need much but any help along the way will always be remembered and paid forward— it already is, just for the time taken to read this. The difficulties of the past two years have shown me what I’m made of and I’m proud of that person, and I hope little Potato is proud of me too. :)




