I have a couple of email subscriptions that do me no good down here. More specifically, I get emails from Binny's Beverage Depot, Peoria Packing Company, and the Polish Museum of America. I could easily unsubscribe from all of them (except the PMA because they are luddites and you to email them) but I choose not to.
I also get emails from Zillow, Redfin, and other Real Estate entities that tell me my house in PP is worth X more than when I bought and sold it.
Finally, I get the Book of Faces Memories, which used to be called On This Day after they bought it from TimeStamp.
Those hurt.
I really miss my Chicago house. Yes, it had some warts. No Central Air conditioning, the bedrooms were small and the bathrooms needed some work. But I had finally got my garage the way I wanted it.
But I'm trying to see a positive or at least something to hope for. In the late 80s, my mom took me out of college because she fell into financial ruin, and instead of making the smart decision to apply for what was then abundant financial aid, she decided to just take me out of college. There's more to that, but I won't go into it now.
And I wasted spent a lot of the 90s trying to get back to that life. I seriously, naively, believed that some of the people I went to Northeast Missouri State University with actually cared about me.
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