Why do you believe in antifa, qanon or god???

My last life line… the one hook left to get ME, not hubby, hubby was already against moving there, but my last life line to get me to move home… went out the window the moment she said, “they are saying Antifa set the fires”….

Ya know, I never lied to my kids nor my stepkids an I had more than one…

To this day, the influence of the religious parent is stronger than the father’s or my influence… because they believe in magic…

I guess I should have robes made with the magical house they belong to an have custom wands made for them and get their heads measured for the dunce cap that goes with the outfit!!!! So over stupid, even in my own family!!!!

It’s like the old saying is… you can lead a horse to water, but you can’t make them drink, even if they are dying of thirst… they have to want to save themselves… and sometimes magic gossip has more value than a human, real parent or friend…

So…. UNCLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I quit… an I am most assuredly moving on… an the sad thing is, I have zero desire to house hunt on the mainland… I don’t see the point or the need… I don’t have family an friends….

I have religious idiots who like being led through life by their nose and I seen enough of their family 6 feet under, so they aren’t to far behind catching up with total darkness and silence… honest I shrug my shoulders on suicide by gossip and god…

I told hubby a couple months ago, we should just look for a better house on Hawaii, in a better neighborhood and get on with living in the reality of the world around us…

I have begged the kids to get off the social platforms… I know first hand the mental illness they induce and so do the shrinks out there… an because of those platforms…

We could have 4 more years of Trump….

My house hunting days are over… as I figure out, where on this planet, I want to spend the rest of my life… it may be in a house on the other side of the island, it may be just a few miles up the street… regardless… any thoughts I had of moving back to the mainland… dried up in my sleep last night…

Once you face reality, you can either live it, or believe in gossip and gossip, never paid my bills, saved my home from fire or hurricanes and never put food on my table… gossip destroys and face book and twitter have done a bang up job of destroying any dreams I had of moving home… an all you had to do kiddo, own your life and quit running from it… your mom has more influence in your thought process and that is not healthy for anyone, except her….

Well back to square one, not the first time this has come about… but the first time, where I had a full say… no darts, no maps…

Hawaii, may become home after all… the bangers don’t like me, but I slept till 6:15AM an that, is amazing after 5 summers in this house…

Adorable spite… looking for a forever home on Hawaii….

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