Decisions, decisions.....

I hate decisions. I can't even decide which tape or cd to listen to at any one time out of the pile I pick up. And I made one today. A major one. Probably the only major one I've ever made in my life, as I don't believe in all that "deciding for Christ" tosh. But, I've decided to do something that even when healthy as compared to now, I swore I'd never do. As I like it here, and its a nice garden for dogs etc. But, I'm MOVING HOME! And will be living "on my own" also for the first time in my life. A bit ironic that I am now sooo sooo old, (by many standards) and have made my first major decision when this ill, AND its not one I would choose to do any time even when well because there is stress involved and don't feel up to the job. But, ole Deejay is moving out! With pops in tow. And the British govt should be soo grateful to me, for saving them about twenty five thousand pounds on the work they were going to do on this house to accomodate accessibility issues since I became disabled. (Tony Blair may bow if he likes) Im hoping to get me and my dad moved into separate but same complex apartments in an assisted facility unit. My dad is 86 and yet as fit as a flea. Off out every day cos he wants to not because he has to. And the thought of moving is somewhat scary, the thought of being in a place alone at nite after only ever doing it for two nites in my entire life when my dad was in hospital is somewhat scary too. But, I can't carry on here, struggling physically from day to day, with no one around to help when I need them to. And I was thinking about the "no dogs allowed" policy these places generally have. And I don't have a dog at the moment. Alas poor scampi went to that great kennel yonder almost two years ago. But I had planned on getting one towards the end of the year. And if these places have a "no dogs allowed" policy as they do seem to have, well I had planned to get my dog from Dogs for the Disabled so as well as being cute and furry they were actually some use and help too, (most dogs I had would sit in front of the TV swigging beer all nite if it was in their nature to do so) but these dogs from this site above have the same acreditation and rights as guide dogs for the blind/seeing eye dogs, so I figure one of those would be allowed.

If anyone wants to buy a 3 bedroom home in Merry Ole England with a nice view and a golfcourse backing onto the garden, and in the words of Mrs Bucket, "room for a pony" then please put your bids in now.

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