I'm out of the Wolfe's house - about 8 miles from my lovely girlfriend Kate - but it may be greener on this side of the fence. I think it's nice to get some time away from Kate. Aside from the whole "absence makes the heart grow fonder," we both decided that it will be nice to be able to get into our own little individual routines now. I will be able to start running and work late and Kate will be able to talk to more of her friends and get some errands done. So even though we're apart - it's still good.
And now I'm living with the Byrds - Miss Florence and Mr. Billy; that's the southern respectful way of addressing those older than you. They're a lovely couple who have traveled the world and are constantly on the move. I actually had to wait a week to move in here because they went camping for a week and next week they're going somewhere else for another week.
The Byrds have opened their home to me - I've just talked to them about three times and they already feel like another neighborhood mom and dad. Mr. Billy taught me how to change the oil - not only that but he said, "Alright Kevin, the next one's yours - that Buick station wagon." His words were thick with the southern draw mixed with a little swamp-talk slur. He's confident in my abilities already and I feed off that so well - I'm excited. Miss Florence is lovely; she's a kind servant with a happy and free attitude. When I asked how late they usually stay up, Miss Florence replied quickly and confidently, "Twelve," shrugging it off like it's no big deal for her - and it's probably not.
The place I'm staying is a room above their messy garage (Miss Florence has been waiting to have a yard sale. "I wish she'd have it already," Mr. Billy said after he forged a trail from his tool bench in the back of the garage to get ready to change the oil.) My room is a long room with a bed on one end, the entrance on the other, a small closet space on either side (like other attic rooms usually have) and a pool table in the center (which is awesome). I didn't play pool tonight but I may later - I gotta get better at 9-ball.
I've asked the Lord to bless this house. I asked Him to also bless Miss Florence and Billy for blessing me. I asked for strength, motivation, and health so that I can be a blessing to them and the opposite of a burden. I want to lighten their load and bless them as much as I can while I'm here.
Tomorrow's the day to start getting some real work done on the websites - so far so good. Disciplining myself is a great idea.
