"The Best Time to Relive

 is the present?" - sle.  17, again.  Oh, 17.  Thought it was a lucky number and, in a way, depending upon how you look at it, it was.  Time to go back to work.  The tablet is working out great for scoring my discussions.  Great.  Nice hot bath.  Need to check dishes.  I don't pick them up anymore.  Trying to keep mine in my bathroom and clean them myself, but still need to do the dog bowls.  Got to get some work done for the lawyer tomorrow.  Seems like God has been leading the way.  Need to keep working on school work, too, tomorrow and Saturday, probably.  Tomorrow.  Worked late, but slept well and late, so.  Seeing all that Sweet Pea will lose.  All because of an immature, ignorant, arrogant, self-righteous little girl that hasn't grown up.  Working and doing stuff like cutting grass and pressure washing houses, whatever, doesn't make you grown up.  Anyway, all old hat, but doesn't mean I will ever understand preferring trash over one's daughter.  Exercises, toe looking good, and papers ready for lawyer.  Get this overwith for today.  Sure it will take time if this guy takes the case.  All in a matterr of time.  This little tablet is working out great.  Time for breakfast and waiting.  Grits came out perfect.  Meeting with lawyer went great.  Took a lot of pressure off my shoulders.  Felt relief.  See an end to either getting the property or leaving.  Time will tell.  Working on school stuff.  It is a lot easier than before.  Just tired tonight.  Well, back to work.  Good night.  God bless.  Watching The Greatest Story Ever Told.  I like the guy playing Jesus, though don't think he gives the part a realistic feeling, but his voice.  Like the movie. 

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