Facebook killed my blog

Tomorrow is a very significant day for me, but you probably wouldn’t know that, unless you’ve been following me on Facebook.

It’s true. The fucking site has absorbed every bit of my blogging energy.

I have tons of news and updates, but I don’t have time to repeat them. If you’re not on Facebook, I hope to be able to write more this summer. My hip is killing me, so I need to take a break for the physical marathon I’ve been running the last six month.

I have acquired a new domain name (surprise!), but have barely begun the process of migrating posts to a new site. Blogging wasn’t supposed to become a new chore.

Tomorrow is the Neighborhood Open House for the Double TT Ranch, a short-term rental property Michael and I and probably a dozen craigslist workers have been fixated on since last September. Let me know if you can’t reach that link.

Nope. Not gonna’ talk about it now. It’s all on Facebook. Don’t know how much is visible to the public, but you can try hitting this link. I’d like to know if it’s accessible to non-Facebook friends. The point is that it is potentially a major bifurcation point in our lives. We’re launching a new adventure, meant to provide us with some security in our old-age future. It’s a fantasy I’ve had for a long time, and Michael is genuinely buying into it as well.

If you’re free on Saturday and live in the KC area, drop by and check us out. I promise to either get back to blogging again, or announce that I’m shutting the place down. I suspect the former, ‘cuz as much as I rely on the Book of Faces, I really don’t think it’s the best place to share my story, or at least some parts of it.

I’m involved in several other experiences, including a personal project to help a young man from South America, but that is an entirely ‘nuther story. ‘nuf said for now.corner pic charcoal
BTW, my phone still works, if you got the number.

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