A few weeks ago I wrote about an incident with my local police while driving my golf cart on local roads. About two weeks ago, my mother in law appeared in front of our city council to see if something could be done to get an exemption due to the fact that my fiancee and I both have physical disabilities that make walking difficult.
Well, unfortunately, the council's hands were tied. Apparently the Mayor wants the council to continue to look for a way, but since we're forced to sell the golf cart, it's all a moot point. That's why I always say that freedom is just a word: Because once we try to use it, all bets are off.
This past weekend, we went to Disney property and purchased a Surrey. It certainly is an interesting form of transit, but pedaling the thing is hell on wheels given how heavy it is, not to mention dangerous due to the many inclines we have to deal with while getting around. And they think the golf cart is dangerous? Boy are they out of touch.
On another note, I've spent the last month archiving some old family photo albums my father in law brought home with him. Everyone I know seems to think I should make a career out of this sort of thing. I don't see how such a thing could be done considering I have zero business experience. All I have is the skills I've learned from my many years at my local college. That pre-press knowledge sure has been handy with the process.
I don't really have anything new to say on the employment front, as I honestly no longer to desire to find employment period. I've spent my entire adult life under-employed or unemployed, and considering I have no confidence in Florida's economy, I have no desire to go through another stint of under-employment ever again. I guess wanting to make a decent living and be on my own as much as I can is demanding too much.
I realize I sound damn selfish in that last paragraph, and that many people are in my position, but I've been in this position since the start of the Bush years and a few months ago I reached my breaking point as far as trying to be self-sustaining goes.
I suppose I'll just keep up with my photo archiving and help my fiancee and in-laws however I can. They're the only things keeping me sane at this point.
See you around,
Homer