Uncle Roger's Notebooks of Daily Life
My life is, to me, ripe with frequent challenges, occasional successes, spontaneous laughter, adequate tears, and enough *life* to last me a lifetime. To you, however, it surely seems most pedestrian. And therefore, I recycle the name I used previously and call this my Notebooks of Daily Life. Daily, because it's everyday in nature, ordinary. These conglomeration of events that are my life are of interest to me because I live it, perhaps mildly so to those who are touched by it, and could only be of perverse, morbid curiosity to anyone else. Yet, I offer them here nonetheless. Make of them what you will, and perhaps you can learn from my mistakes.
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Sunday, September 11, 2005
I've been working towards buying a second, vacation home for some time now. I really like the Russian River area a lot, especially the part just West of Guerneville. I'd love to find a little place with lots of trees and lots of privacy, near the water but out of the flood zone.
A place we could take the kids for a week or a weekend, that we could rent out to help pay the mortgage, and where -- eventually -- we could retire. Well, this weekend, I found a place that would be nearly perfect.