I have the day off. I work with my friend. He’s a gardener/garden designer/landscaper/etc. But today it’s raining so we’re not working.

All in all, things are good. My job is temporary but I’m making enough to keep my head above water for the time being. Unfortunately, I’m on my own once the winter rolls in. Too bad because the job is a blast and it’s keeping me in shape. I don’t weigh myself but I’ve gone down 2 belt loops. Woot! And I’ve learned a ton about plants. For instance, each plant has a cultivar in addition to its genus and species. The cultivar is to a plant what the breed is to a dog. Here are some other things I’ve learned: corn is a type of grass; there are more deer in New England now then there were when Columbus crossed the ocean; juniper bushes will give you a rash if you handle them bare handed; poison ivy flowers when it gets big enough; earthworms came from Europe and were not native to America in the time of the pilgrims; and boxwood bushes smell like pee, that’s why they fell out of favor in French and English gardens.

I haven’t verified the thing about the deer population or the earth worms but the rest is true.

On a completely different note, I’m sitting 10 feet away from a fully stocked liquor cabinet and I have no desire to drink. Life is looking up. Now if I cold only get a permanent job….

PS – I’m building a fire in my buddy’s wood stove. I love hearth fires. Makes me want to live in the woods.

Met a bunch of college buddies in a bar. Drank water all night and still had a great time. Woot!

I hope I have my days right. I keep thinking how embarrassing it would be if I got to my one year anniversary and posted it as “Day 350″.

I apologize for my lack of posts lately. I don’t have Internet access which means I have to post via my phone and I’m not a big fan of thumb typing. So here’s the readers digest version of my current situation: arrived in MA a few weeks ago; started working for an old friend; living with Pa; and I’m still drink free.

All in all, life is good. I work a lot. It’s strenuous labor but I like hanging out with my friend. He’s a good guy and the pay is reasonable for the work I do – gardening and landscaping. I’m still looking for a professional gig and, hopefully, something will happen soon. But even if it doesn’t I’m getting by. That’s good enough for now.

Still here. Still sober. Life is good. Working and hoping for a better job.

I’m in the homeland – Massachusetts. I got in last night after some marathon driving. I slept in this morning and then went for a hike with an old friend. So far, so good.

Hanging my hat in Lexington, Nebraska tonight. I always thought agriculture was the main industry in Nebraska. I was wrong. It’s highway repair. Almost all of I-80 is under construction. That’s a lot of road.

Wagon’s east! I’m on the road and, currently, shacked up in Utah. I had one mishap. I lost my credit card. Ack! Now I have to use my ATM card, which is pretty meager because I used my funds to pay down the credit card balance for this trip. Brilliant planning, as always. Oh well, I called and cancelled the credit card. On the upside no one took it shopping. They would have been awfully disappointed if they did. I have another credit card that I maxed out and am trying to pay down that I don’t want to use it. But now I have too. At least I’ve got a little credit on it so I won’t complain. (Or maybe I just did.)

Anyway, I making my way back east and I’m happy about that. I looking forward to time with my dad and my sister and my friends. I suppose I should have done this from the start but I reckon I was too ashamed or prideful or stupid. How about all of the above. I hope I’ve learned something. Actually, now that I think of it, I have learned something. I’ve learned how fortunate I am. Despite the train wreck of my life, these people still welcome me with open arms. And love. Compared to that, a lost credit card doesn’t mean shit.

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