Travel, a house.  Promising myself both are MUCH closer than I prior forecasted.  This will agitate skeptics and banshee critics, which is beautiful.  I cannot be stopped, I am convinced of that now.

My standards are raised, to an elevation inconceivable to the board and “set” curriculum addicted.  FREE, finally.  As I often post.  More than any other day I can remember loving that path I chose.  Know what’s to be grown, sown.

Silly picture from the past, me and Jack, at night before bedtime but you can tell we’re not trapped.  Not time will dictate our smiles and laughs… I need to remember that.