John Hattaway

Really quick . . .

I spent most of last night awake and (somewhat) wired, as far as someone who lives his life in a perpetual state of sleep deprivation, can be wired; however, after a conversation with Erin from Ender’s Island to where Google told me Wal-Mart was located (and I found a Super Chop-n-Shop or something along that line), I was pretty much awake and trying to will things to happen much quicker and more equitably than they have so far. As such, this is about money, it is about my not being at work, and it is about me being at my MFA residency. The outcome, from last night, I am still a bit wired and waiting to see that money is moving and (a very small part of me) moving in the right direction.

What does this mean? Well, I am a writer in residence in a writer’s training program being trained and the outcome is that I am not at home, I can’t comfort my wife, and I can’t make different businesses or whatnot’s move any faster than they are going to. By the end of the week (when I drive home for about a day) we will be fine, but at the moment, we are currently hurting under the thought that all of our bills will come due today and we will be in trouble for about 72 hours.

With that said, Ender’s Island is a beautiful, the rain that started sometime after midnight (because I went to bed around midnight and it wasn’t raining then) is soothing, and I get to use my umbrella – which is always a plus, and I am having a good itme. On top of which, I am also a bit *something or other* about my family’s situation.

Tomorrow it will be VERY different. Today, the worry and frustration is transfered to me.

Oh, and hold on for more pictures of where I am at later in the day (I hope).

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