Holy crap week!..never stop trying

What a week.  non stop fun.  Stress levels off the charts.  I have had some crappy weeks in the past, but this one might take the cake.
It looked kinda clear that I was going to loose both houses this month, then it looked a bit better, and now 3pm Friday, another dead line come and gone, and I'm back to where I started.
I've been working day and night for a company clearing out houses all over central pa, but  unless there are checks in the mail box today, whenever the postman chooses to get here, normally around 5pm, unless we have been paid, I'm looking at the possibility that our contractor was a scam, and instead of making thousands, we lost hundreds and blew the whole work month.
Last night, my laptop dropped, broke the screen.  Now I have  a blue, yellow and red line running down my screen and a big old rip in the base.  I'm so over joyed.
Anyway, I'm entering the weekend back to the grim task of selling everything I can, not that any of it will help, but I have no where to put anything, and stuff has to go.
It is a beautiful day however.  I spent it cleaning up the yard in the rental.  The tenants have not paid the rent, and this is going to cause this house to go too.  I which it wasn't the case but man it is.
It's going to have to go down as the most energy expended since i was 18, working full time 2 days after graduation in high school.

We learned today that most houses that have been given up share many of the same interested similar things in common.  One of them, hundreds or thousands of old lottery tickets, everywhere.  seems people get to the point where the powerball is the plan to save them.  Of course, it doesn't.  The other thing, Christmas stuff.  no matter what, always left behind.  It seems that when you are facing the real street as a place to live, one of the most universal things people throw out is giving a rats ass about Christmas.  Past and future.  It seems to almost be blamed, and I'd bet many times, not spending money at Christmas might have made a difference, hard to tell,

Racks that hold shoes are also "not that important"  when living at the Y.

On top of all that wonderful stuff,  I beat my Dodge Ram to death doing all this.  It's feeling better, but it's not 100%, I need to do some preventative maintenance, but there is not much flash for that.  I think that there is a way, but I also have had my MR2 break an axle 4 minutes after replacing all the brake pads and rotors on Sunday, and on Monday, the 4runner was sent out on an errand, and returned, broken, dead in the water with a dieing fuel pump, and or a new electrical problem.
So one week., lost MR2, 4runner, laptop, 2 houses, what I thought was finally a job, and maybe the transmission in my only working truck. 

I did however find a bag of breaded chicken pieces at Karns for $5.  woot woot.

Me=Watching Silence of the Lambs....

line 1 "It rubs the lotion on it's skin, it does this when ever it's told"
line 2 "it rubs it on it's skin or it gets the hose again..."
line 3 "yes it does precious, or it gets the hose.....  "
line 4 "It places the lotion in the basket......."
line 5 "PUT THE FUCKING LOTION IN THE BASKET!" - Silence of the Lambs

I am without question at line level 5

I wonderful day like this should not be spent wondering where a person is going to live when that person's arms are too tired to lift the bag of tools he lugs with him everyday to fix all the things that break everyday. 

But wait, as I get ready to hit publish, an email arrives.......  I made my first international nunchaku sale this week to a man in Italy, He received them today, and took the time to write me.:

"Dear Henry,

Thank you very much!

I received the two nunchakus today. Excellent craftsmanship. Excellent products.

I will provide you with more feedback later but I wanted to congratulate with you for the quality of your products!

Regards,

David
--
David Vincenzetti
CEO

Hacking Team
Milan Singapore Washington DC"

You see, I never stop trying.....I fail most of the time, but I never stop trying.