Blunders, blinders and baHzoooms

Muhndaze, ready to head to work, txt comes in “no work today”

3PM WHITE OUT conditions,,, gonna be witches teat cold tomorrow, so prolly gonna be another day at home

sigh

Good news, possibly,,,

Found a ‘runner’. Tree-fiddy Vortec block (complete) for ‘within my budget’ with only a three hour trip to attain it. Communication with the current owner has been good, so far. Depends on if others jump on it too: I may get lost in the shuffle and a bidding war. (I have no room to bid, so if it happens, its gone to me.)

as for that ‘snake that bit me’,,,, workin’ on it. earwigs dropped in the right ears, but timing won’t be to my benefit. SO’sss,,, the quoted price to said person WILL change if they later come to me and say “hey, that offer,,,,”

huh? whu? we’z confuzzed Dio!

I offered my house for sale to the gent that wants to buy Da’s house too. THAT would be easier for all parties involved, less legal wranglin’ and paperwork and surveyors and lawyers. He didn’t bite. He said ‘after,,,’ and my offered price just went up, because I WILL BE DEALING WITH ALL OF THOSE PEEPS and getting all of this fubared paperwork sitting in the county PVA office straightened out and no so Hillbillyfied. He’s family, but I don’t trust him. And right now, not real trusting of much at all; especially after I saw the property description on the deed itself. It could be anywhere or nowhere for all that description reads.

respond, not react. Reactions are instinctual, response is intellectually processed. My ‘responses’ going forward are going to seem cold and calculated because I am done being nice. I need to cover my ass. Family, of the genetic connection, does not give license for fuckery. I won’t be fucked.

But thats not your problem, is it? THis shop doesn’t reside in ‘the real world’ and I can take this shop anywhere, HAVE taken this shop everywhere for that matter, LOL. Coffee is on the counter near the front door, hepyurself.

Now, here was one ‘reaction’ I DID have. Was in the house today. Cozz snorin, me almost snorin’ and suddenly Cozz was NOT snorin’ but growlin’ and headed to the exit. And then I heard the Kat squallin’. No idea where said kat is now (Zoomies, he’s the only one missing) but when I ran out, there’s bad Cuz’in’s mutts headed back out my driveway. I put 10 rounds down at them and I know I hit at least one (blood trail) Put the Bahzoooms on ’em. Don’t give a rats ass if the hit mutt(s) live or die. And swore to myself, next time “Measured response, TIMED and AIMED fire:” just like I was taught for combat. If that little group comes back, they won’t be leaving if I am home.

My only hope is that Zooms made it away cleanly and not torn up and dyin’ I can’t find a blood trail in the yard, so I have hope.

More laters,,, lots on the plate today, and not all of it edible or even palatable. BUT, ya eat what you are served in this world, even it there are times where all it seems you get are shit sammiches,,,

Live

Love

Laugh

LEARN

LOAD!!!!

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Updated: Zoomie made it back home safe and sound, not even beat up (anymore than usual for an alpha male Tomkat,,,) YAY!!!