I'm not sure what I should be discussing. I had a pretty strange week, lots of ups and downs emotionally. I think there is just a lot going on, and it is hard for me to keep up when I am internally envisioning myself on a rocking chair, staring at the ocean on a windy day...

I am considering purchasing a property on my block. I didn't really ever think that was a possibility, but the owner is asking for pennies....really. My rent would be cut by a full third. For an investment property, I don't see how you could go wrong. I live in a nice neighborhood with lots of older folks or singles. Very quiet, pretty, and semi-secluded.

I hadn't really thought about purchasing anything anytime soon, but the idea of the owner's price has me in a tizzy. Zee and I were thinking about trying out another city. Charky starts school in August, so we only have a few months to decide where we want to land. I like the school she is enrolled in, but honestly, the idea she will get her education here gives me the willies. I can't believe this city is considered among the best. How sad is that.

I think our stay in the Atlanta area has outwarmed its welcome. We had been exploring a bit...

But let's be realistic. This price being offered is almost 1/4 less than what is offered elsewhere...the owner is trying to retire in Florida. Even if we didn't end up staying here, I know I could either sell it to my parents or get them on the property management bandwagon.

Food for thought.

I think it is pretty funny how every time I am faced with lots of hard choices, my friend "Naa" calls.

For those of you who do not know who I am talking about, Naa is a six foot, six inch tall flamboyant gay man from South GA, who is on the new age path of wiccanism pseudo asian studies. Very, very charismatic, and ridiculously irritating, Naa is great for entertainment. Most of the time I spent with him was very long ago, prior to marriage and babies. Naa provided a party pad in the city for me to land at when I had been out clubbing for too long. Naa provided neighbors that were entertaining all on their own - a transvestite who you could not tell was one, and a little mini Hawaiian/Filipino drag queen who moonlighted as a security specialist for millionaires.

Anyway, Naa moved from midtown around 7 or 8 years ago, and has been bopping back and forth from Hilton Head, Ft. Myers, and his mother's little house in BFE South GA. He only calls me when he is distressed about something, and always when I need his new age expertise. Naa is far from egocentric - he is more monocentric.

But he has been calling. I haven't answered the phone because I know I will end up in a 2 hour conversation where I end up yelling at him for falling in love with some stupid 19 year old boy toy. Maybe I need to answer the phone. He usually gives me some crazy prophetic sentence that he has no idea is so amazing, and usually puts me in an introspective blur for a good month.