Well the part for the ramps been ordered. Now its back to waiting. I'm good at that. Summer left, winter returned. This area is very confused. I am looking towards the day that my freedom will be returned to me. Its been a year since I became homebound and I'm thinking it wasn't the best plan for me physically or mentally.

Actually mentally it should not have been that bad. While hitch hiking across the country 5 times coast to coast I spent many an hour alone on the side of some deserted road in the middle of nowhere. Learn to tolerate your own company and you learn to tolerate others I think. Something like that.

Reminds me of a time I was traveling from Maine back to Vermont. I had become friends with a full fledged card carrying witch in Maine that I had gone to visit for a weekend. By this time I had given up on the artificial limbs and traveled as a 3 foot tall person. It was late at night, still about 6 hours from my home in Vermont. I often carried a large black trash bag in case of rain. On this night indeed it started sprinkling. Realizing that I wasn't getting far I walked off to the side of the road, pulled out the trash bag and crawled inside. Several hours later the rain stopped and I could hear a car heading down the road. I crawled out of the bag and stuck out my thumb.

The driver was drunk!! He opened the passenger door and said "stand up". I said I am standing. He said it again. We went round and round with the stand up routine each time the driver getting louder and louder. Finally after him saying if I wanted a ride I needed to stand up I replied "I am standing in a hole".

He said "Oh, well than get in". About 15 miles of drunk driving later I got out. It was safer sleeping in my trash bag on the side of the road, than riding with a drunk.

Next morning I got a ride to my doorstep.

Last night my daughter informed us that she is getting married on October 31. Gives us 7 months to get use to the idea.............