Well this is unexpected, a Monday post but I felt sure that at least 2 of you will be as excited as me.

Last night, I had a dream full of failure and frustration. First I was in a large group being assigned with building something from Leggo and I struggled to find pieces, and my finished product looked sad compared to the others. Then we cleared off the leggo and we were supposed to learn a dance, but I couldnt see the feet of the instructor, so couldnt march her steps. And even when I had one on one instruction, I couldnt seem to explain what my problem was.

sighs ...

I'm starting to worry I'm not going to have my trope story done in time. in fact I'm starting to worry I wont ever write again.

hugs appreciated

Merging the two stories 'Heir to a Title with 'Bab's New Years Resolution'.

Just as I blended the tail end of my story 'Skipper into to the beginning of 'Heir to a title,' so I have now taken the opportunity to weave together the last parts of 'Heir to a Title with the on-going story of 'Bab's New Year's Resolution'.

I have put a note in the Notes preceding chapter 33 of Bab's New years Resolution.

Hope too many people won't be offended by this short cut but it's the best way to deal with the time element devoted to writing.

Best regards,

I have no idea whatsoever what a VPN is and if I know enough to have one and if I should have one?

Everyone here should know that I am a Computer Dork.

Can someone give me a brief tutorial?

Thanks

Gwen

And so we reach the penultimate day of January, the month seems to have melted past my conscience!

I just noticed I mixed up the date for my previous blog which is kinda par on course for the last few months. Seriously thinking I am going to need to get back on medication to at least being able to think.

On another note. Why is it so hard to get a loan??Okay it's 30k but it would help me get out of problems as be 'safe' with it being cheaper after 6 years with buying a home then paying rent rent rent for a home that doesn't conform and leaks?

Lynne

doing F.I.N.E.

Guten abend!

Hey everyone,

Good news today. I am now officially off antibiotics and bedrest. I can breathe again, the cough seems to be gone, I'm not exhausted all the time, and my lungs and airways both sound good. So I can now get back to writing rather than spending most of my time in bed doing nothing but driving myself slowly crazy with boredom. I'm hoping that next week I'll be able to get back into my regular posting schedule, or at least close to it, though I am still trying to take it easy as I do that so I'm not getting sick again.

we had a scare here last night. about 11 PM there was a loud noise, a brilliant light, and the sound of electricity followed by the smell of ozone. I thought it was an electric short upstairs, but this morning when I took the garbage out I discovered someone stole the motion sensitive light we had on our shed. I'm assuming that was the cause of the zap that I saw.

Okay, so I'm kinda scared. See, this morning, while I was in a kind of half-sleep/half awake state, I felt a jolt of energy in my head, and my body twiched and trashed. Only lasted a couple of seconds. But about a minute later it happened again. I had maybe four, maybe five of these events, and then it just stopped.

Needless to say, Monday Morning I have to get a hold of my doctor, and see if they can figure out what happened.

In the meantime, hugs, prayers, and good wishes appreciated.

...I've made a few

You may have heard of the term "Stockholm syndrome".

It really can happen, especially to children who grow up in abusive households. When you are dependent on your abuser, when they are the person who is supposed to take care of you and they hurt you, it is very easy to come to believe they are right to hurt you. That you deserve what they do to you.

I think one of the reasons I've been struggling with my writing lately is that I'm facing a difficult choice which is taking up most of my attention. See, I'm at a point that I have to say yes or no to stomach surgery, and I'm having a great deal of difficulty in deciding. Either choice will have ramifications for me for possibly the rest of my life, and I just dont know what to do.

Ah, well.

I present to thee, a new Gaby chapter and the 2nd edition of Gaby Book 5!

Oh 2020 is the year, I get it now!

its a bit previous, but Happy New Year to everyone!

Okay so I've had a shitty month. First I had a friend die, then five family members in a fire right on the heels of that, and last week I found out about another death in the family. Combine all those emotional blows with the busy holidays, catching a cold, not being on my meds, me working hard to make sure everyone else was having a happy holiday while my own sucked, and people coming out of the woodwork and going out of their way to make me feel like shit... well the inevitable happened.

I had really hoped to have a Christmas story to share with you all, but the last week I've been fighting a severe shortage of writing spoons, so it's not finished.

I'm sorry.

I’ve always been TG but never had a chance to express or explore that part of me. Back in the 60s it just wasn’t done much less tolerated. Born physically male I had mixed signals my first 3 years, I was the third child, a 6 year older brother and what would have been a 4 year older sister if she’d lived. My mom used me to fill her loss... until my sister was born when I was 3. Suddenly I had to become all boy.

We'll start today with Smokin’ the Chimney, the thrilling conclusion to stage 3 of the Ryedale 3 day event. As you might expect by now, there is drama from the outset, Team Apollinaris certainly don't have it all their own way! I've included a couple of my own photographs to give you some idea of the terrain that faced the youngsters and as is always the case, they don't do anything I wouldn't do myself.

Or I may be very happy!

I have my Gender Confirmation Surgery scheduled for February 21, 2020!

I just want to take a quick moment to thank everyone for their well wishes, condolences and warm thoughts since my recent losses. It means a lot to know that I have so many supportive readers, friends, and family here on BCTS. I'm still feeling the pain and loss, but it's not as raw and everpresent now as it was at first and I've been feeling more myself in the past day or two.

*thanks again and big hugs to all of you*

Amethyst

i might need to scream.

i think the guy who hit us is trying to claim it was a "no fault" accident which would mean he would pay nothing for destroying my mom's car

see, my mom's insurance co called and asked my mom if she was filing a claim which makes no sense if he's taking responsibility for the accident.

sighs ...