Awake, drive to the Mexican ff-mart for coffee and a breakfast burrito. Then, I drive to the w-mart to check my com and some key pounding. At eleven this morning, I pack out and drive north on SH 20, cross Deception Pass bridge and stop in the Bowman Bay section of the state park for a hot shower. When I am done with my hot water time, I leave the park, continue to drive north on SH 20 to Mount Vernon, Washington where I have an appointment with a doctor in the VA clinic. This does not much of a visit because it is just an annual checkup and only amounts to a lot of talk between me and the doctor, whose name is Stephanie Ho.

After the visit with the doctor, I leave Mount Vernon, drive back across the bridge and stop briefly at Joann′s home to help here move the boards that she is painting. Finally, I drive back to Oak Harbor, find a shady spot to park and take a nap.

Then, in the early evening, I don my meeting clothes, drive to the Kingdom Hall, park and walk inside for the midweek meeting.

Afterwards, I drive to the d-mart and park for the night.

Awake, start the jammer, drive across the street, park at the w-mart and walk inside for coffee, com, and computer. At eight-thirty this morning, I call the VS office to see if I can arrange for an appointment, leave a message and when Emily calls me back requests that I send here copies of my financial documents.

Next, I drive north on SH 20 to help Joann with more of the work she is doing on the outside of her home. After a long seven hours of removing old trim boards, painting and re-installing them I realize why I have told Joann that I do not want to do this kind of work any more. Then by five this afternoon, I am totally worn out and finish up moving some boards from her truck to the deck. Finally, I pack out, stow my tools and drive north to the state park for a hot shower.

After that, I drive back into town, stop at a g-mart and purchase a container of fresh cut melons, drive to the d-mart to park and have my supper. Then, I climb into the rear of the jammer and get into the horizontal, totally depleted.

Awake, dress in my fall blues, start the jammer and drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and computer. Still in much pain, I spend the entire day recouping from the work yesterday. The pain from the work persists all day.

Then, very early this evening, I pack out, drive to the g-mart, and climb into the rear and get into the horizontal.

Awake, still totally hurting from the work at Joann′s home Friday. I drive to the w-mart, go in for coffee and to upload the work I have been doing on the web pages.

At nine, I pack out so that I can change into my Go to Meeting clothes, and after which, I drive to the Hall, park and walk inside. I take my regular seat, sit down and soon after, the public talk begins, entitled: Stand Firm Against the Devil. The circuit overseer does a great job with this discussion and I enjoy it very much. After that we go though the Watchtower study, Strengthen Your Appreciation for Jehovah′s Organization and I even enjoy it as well.

When the meeting ends, I leave immediately due to the excess of pain I am in and then drive to the d-mart, park, and climb into the rear of the jammer. After trying sit for a while, I must need get into the horizontal due to the shooting pain in both of my legs which cause cramping in both feet. I am sleeping before one this afternoon and I am awaken by my phone chirping that I have a message from Joann. I answer her and tell her, I am still recouping from the seven hours of work on Friday and really, I don′t want to do that again. The wording of my reply, I believe made her think that I was complaining about the seven hours, because she replies I didn′t tell you that you had to work 7 hours. However, I was not complaining because I had to work seven hours, instead, I was trying to let her know that I do not want to do ANY WORK again.

Still, it has always been hard for me to turn down requests for help from my friends, but now, ever since the pain from the work has become so extreme, I must needs tell my friend Joann that I will not be coming to help her any more and then at nine thirty this evening, I sent here that text. Afterwards, I got back into the horizontal for the night.

Awake, dress in my fall blues, start the jammer engine and drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and computer. I stay inside until the early afternoon, when I pack out and drive into town for a couple of errands. Afterwards, I return to the w-mart, park and climb into the back to take a nap, still experiencing pain from the work, but now the pain has slowly subsiding to below ten.

Upon awaking, I get my computer out and pounding keys for several hours before driving to the d-mart, taking up a parking spot and getting into the horizontal for the night.

Awake, drive to the w-mart, go inside for a day of work on my computer. Then, during the late morning, Joann calls to ask me to come to her home to help Patrick work on the exterior of the trailer. She says that he needs someone to hold the boards while he drives in the fastener screws, and asks if I could be their at two this afternoon. I tell her that I will be their and begin wrapping up what I am working on.

Then, at one this afternoon, I pack out, drive north on SH 20 and soon after, pull into Noisy Circle. I park along the street behind Patrick′s truck and wait for him to return from a material run to the hw-mart. Then, upon his arrival, I join him in installing the boards onto the two corners along the east side of the trailer. I also finish preparing the two window trim board and we install them on the east side window. This work does not take more than two hours and after all the boards are screwed into place, I help Patrick pack out, after which I walk to the jammer and return back to town, park in the shade near the w-mart and climb into the rear of the jammer to take a nap.

Later, I move the jammer to the d-mart, climb into the rear and get into the horizontal for the night. I watch some videos until I become sleepy.

Awake, don my fall blues, climb forward into the driver′s seat, start the jammer and drive across SH 20 to the w-mart where I walk in for coffee, com and computer. I have my first appointment at nine-thirty this morning with the VS during which will initiate the search for housing. At nine this morning, I pack out of the w-mart and drive to the VS office on Barrington Avenue.

After meeting with Ross, the VS Officer, they will begin searching for a place for me to call home for at least one year. Them, I connect with another VS office and meet with Tyler who provides me with two food vouchers and one fuel voucher. At this time, I am tired, so I drive to the g-mart, park in my regular location and climb into the rear for a nap. Later, I arise and watch a few videos while I have something to eat.

Finally, I put away the electronics and get into the horizontal for the night.

Awake, dress in my fall blues, drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and computer where I stay most all of this day, because it is not until after six when I pack out, drive to the d-mart to park for the night. Later, at about six-forty, I connect to the Oak Harbor Congregation with the zoom app and join in with the mid-week meeting. There are only a few that are connected and we talk for a brief time before the meeting begins.

Before the meeting is over, I must needs get into the horizontal to relieve the pain I am having and there I remain for the rest of the meeting. When the meeting is over, I bid goodbye to the friends, turn off my electronics, roll over and close my eyes for the night.

Awake, dress in my fall blues, drive to the w-mart, walk inside and take my regular table to begin pounding keys on my computer. Later, Joann sends me a text requesting that I come to her place to help measure and cut the window trim for the back side of her mobile home. At four this afternoon, I drive there to find her not home. Soon after, she arrives and I only work for two hours before I pack out.

Leaving there, I give sister Gertraude a lift to her home in town. I drive south on SH 20, back to town and stop at Seagate apartments on SW 6th Avenue. Then I drive further south on the state highway, stop at the d-mart where I park for the night.

Awake, drive to the w-mart for coffee, com, and computer so that I may update my journal entry. Joann then sends me a text asking me if I am going to do the work today. I reply that I am having coffee and will be their by ten this morning. She then calls me and I tell her that her that if she buys another 1 inch X 4 inch X 26 foot board, she should have it cut 108 inches long, or 9 feet. I pack out of the w-mart by nine-thirty, drive north on SH 20 and arrive at her home just after ten this morning.

Today, I work on cutting the 1 X 4 inch window trim boards for the four windows on the back side (south side) of Joann′s trailer, which I complete in four hours. While I am packing out, I tell Joann again, that I do not want to do any more of this work because it causes too much pain in my body, which takes several days for me to recuperate from. I end up repeating this to her during which I tell her that today is my last day of helping her and that I will not be returning to work on her trailer again.

I pack out my tools to my van and leave her home just after two in the afternoon, driving back into Oak Harbor and park at the d-mart. Then, I climb into the back of the jammer, get into the horizontal, cover myself with my blanket and close my eyes for a long nap. At six this evening, I go into the g-mart to use the mens room, buy some coconut milk and crackers and then get back into the jammer. As I climb into the rear of the jammer, I hear the rain as it hits the top of my van. Then, I open my computer and writ the remaining part of today′s journal entry.

Finally, I turn off the electronics and get back into the horizontal for the night. It is not until nine-fifteen when the sun sets, however, there is no indication when this happens because outside, the sky is totally besieged with rain clouds overwhelm any hint of a display of the sunset.

Awake to my phone alarm, rise and dress, then drive to the w-mart for my regular routine. Early this morning, I open up the JWLibrary app and pre-study the Watchtower study for the meeting today. When I am finished doing that, I then return to my key pounding and work on my web site pages.

When the weekend meeting is about to begin, I connect using the zoom app and join in. Brother Smith gives a very informative talk and recalls to my mind the word in the Bible found at (Jeremiah 6:16) "the Old Paths," which he explains is the life path that faithful servants of God walked in times long ago. Yes, living a life learning about Jehovah and walking in the path that he directs us to walk in is the only way to find rest for our life path.

After the meeting, I drive to the w-mart to pound keys for a few hours. Finally, I drive to the d-mart to park for the night.

Awake, arise, dress in my fall blues, drive to the w-mart, park, walk in and sit down at my regular table. However, the cushions from the bench side of the table has been gone for several days and the reason, I heard from a barista, is they are being re-upholstered. So, I have been sitting on the wooden seat since they were taken away.

At eight this morning, I pack out, drive to the post office and ship a package containing a book that I have just sold online. After that, I drive to the g-mart to shop for groceries using one of the two fifty dollar Veterans Services vouchers I have received and I am able to find enough food items to amass the voucher total amount. However, when I drive to the second g-mart, I can not find enough items for more that twenty dollars. So, instead of using the voucher, I will return to the office of Veterans Services and have them reassign the voucher for me to purchase more items at the first g-mart.

Then, I return to my regular overnight parking location, put up my window shades and climb into the rear of the jammer for a nap. Not long after arriving, I receive a phone call from JP, a brother in the local congregation and a good friend of mine, who wants to know where I currently am located. I tell him and he says he will be right here. When he arrives, he tells me that he and his family are going to eastern Washington for their summer vacation as offers me a one week long house sitting job (HSJ), from Thursday, 04 July through 11 July. I tell him that I would be glad to take this position of monitoring his home while he and his family are gone. Also, he says, You are invited for supper tonight at 5 pm. We are having home made pizza and you are welcome to come over any time. I tell him, See you then.

Then, he leaves and I climb back into the rear of the jammer and continue in the horizontal to rest up for a while longer. At four this afternoon, I drive to JP and Sherry′s home, park the jammer, walk to the front door to ring the doorbell and then JP opens the door to let me in. Soon after, Sherry arrives from work and we all proceed to enjoy an evening of food, relaxation and fellowship. Later, I pack out, drive back to the g-mart, park, put up my window shades and climb into the rear of the jammer for the evening.

Awake, dress in my fall blues, drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and computer. Then, at eleven this morning, I pack out and drive to north to the state park for a hot shower. Upon arriving at the turn for the state park, there is a police car blocking the roadway and an officer waving cars from entering that road. I continue north on SH 20 and drive the rest of the way to my appointment at the VA clinic in Mount Vernon, arriving more than two hours early. I find a parking space and put up my window shades.

Then, at one in the afternoon, I walk inside and get a ticket to have a sample of my blood drawn. The woman tells me to sit on the chair and she proceeds to stick a needle in my left arm to retrieve blood into three tubes. As she is working, we talk about the value of grape seed extract and how it removes the plaque from the artery walls, keeping a person from ever having a heart attach because the grape seed extract prevents that from occuring. She then asks me how is my cholesterol level and I tell her that the cholesterol level has nothing to do with wether I will have a heart attack or not, because it is a scam perpetrated by the pharmaceutical industry. I write down my web address for the cholesterol page and ask her to read the page and she says that she will do so.

Then, at three this afternoon, I check to the optometry department for my retinal scan appointment. The technician takes eight photos of my eyes and after taking each one comments that they were good photos. I then leave the VA clinic, drive back across the bridge onto Whidbey Island and then continue driving until I arrive at the d-mart where I spend the rest of the afternoon in the horizontal resting.

At ten this evening, I get up, sit at my desk and complete today′s journal entry, after which, I upload my updated journal to the website and then turn off my electronics. Finally, I get back into the horizontal and this time, I close my eyes.

Awake, drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and computer. At nine this morning, Sherry and her nephew Drake walk in to talk with me. She said that she had sent me a text and did not get a response from me. She then asked if I could come by at about noon to go over some more of the house sitting chores with her and Sherri Nowel, another sister in the Oak Harbor congregation who will be doing the evening chores while I do the morning ones. I arrive shortly after one this afternoon and Sherri arrives at about one-thirty. Sherry then shows us her cat feeding procedure and where the extra food supplies are.

Later, when I leave JP and Sherry′s home, I drive back to the w-mart for some air-conditioning and stay until the late afternoon. Then, I drive to the d-mart, park the jammer and climb into the rear of the jammer for some reading and video watching. After the sun sets, the light of day hangs in the western sky until long after ten this evening, then it turns to gray, and finally darkens to twilight. By the time the night arrives, I am in the horizontal with my blanker over my feet and I close my eyes for another night of rest here in the northwest Pacific Coast region.

Awake, dress in my fall blues, start the jammer and drive to the w-mart to sit and wait for the time that I need to arrive at my house sitting job. Then at about seven-fifty, I pack out and drive to the home of JP and Sherry, finding them still at work packing and loading their things into the vehicles.

I take up a seat at the kitchen table and join in with the conversations. Soon, JP, Sherry and Drake climb into their vehicles, point the headlights eastward and begin the drive to their annual week of camping near the Washington Cowboy town of Winthrop.

When they have left, I start my preparations by first, plugging the jammer into an electrical outlet. After checking inside the jammer that the light works, I then open the rear of the jammer and fill my sierra cup with the ingredients of my Daystart. Next, I walk out to the raspberry garden and fill a container with the berries. I then walk back inside the home, boil a kettle of water, and pour the hot water into my cup of coffee, cup of tea and cup of Daystart. Into the cup of Daystart, I add half of the berries, and sit down at the kitchen table to enjoy my f-meal while beginning my journal entry for today. Sherri Nowel calls and tells me that she will be coming this afternoon to do some of her chores.

Finally, after my f-meal, I clean up the kitchen and then walk outside, glass of iced tea in hand, lift up the lid to the hot tub and climb into the 104° water for a soak. What a great way to start the day! After about forty-five minutes, I turn off the tub water pump, climb out and with the pool cleaning brush, do my first sweep or the swimming pool. JP had told me that he had just treated the pool and that the green on the bottom of the pool is dead. So, if I just sweep the pool, the filter will remove the dead algae.

I then return back into the kitchen, turn on my computer and continue pounding keys. Then Sherri arrives and she goes about her work. When she finishes, she sits down at the kitchen table and we talk for a spell. Later, she packs out, gets into here car, back out and drives down the street. I resume my key pounding and keep at it until just before the even of the day, at which time, I pack out, walk to the jammer and climb into the rear for the night.

Awake, dress in my summer blues, carry my computer bag inside and set it up on the kitchen table. Then, I walk into the kitchen to prepare the f-meal for the house cat, whose name is Luna. I follow the instruction that Sherry gave me and then set the dish on the cat table. Next, I boil a kettle of water and pour the hot water into my three cup meal. Then when the f-meal has been prepared, I sit down at my computer and resume the key pounding while I enjoy my f-meal.

However, I do not drink the coffee nor the tea hot as is normally my custom, but instead, pour first the hot coffee into a large glass of ice and drink iced coffee. When the coffee cup is empty, I then reload the large glass with more ice and drink my tea iced as well. All along, I continue pounding keys while working on my web page.

Later, I grab a towel and walk outside to get into the hot tub but only stay for about half an hour because the sky is clear and the sun burns down onto the entire deck. Methinks, if I stay any longer, my pasty white sky will turn beet red and I do not need that to happen. I notice several birds at the feeders, including: house finch, purple finch, and several goldfinch all of which are enjoying the abundant bird food provided by the housemistress, Sherry. Watching these songbirds flit about to the several feeders is a joy of heart for me, as I truly love the amazing creatures that Jehovah God placed here upon the earth in abundance.

As I sit here at the table, drinking my iced tea and enjoying these birds, I continue my work for hour after hour.

Awake, dress in my summer blues, unlock the front door, set up my computer on the kitchen table and then begin preparing food for the cat. After follow precisely the directions, I set the bowl on the cat table and then open the rear sliding door curtains and notice that the sun has not begun shining on the hot tube, so I decide that this will be a good time to to get in. I walk to the bathroom and take a shower to get the oils off of my body so that they do not transfer into the hot tub water.

After my soak in the hot tub, I return inside and notice that the cat has begun eating from her dish but that she has run off to hide from me and there is still much of her food left. I return to my computer and resume my key pounding. At ten this morning, I watch a video about what happens when you eat steak for seven days

Shortly after ten, I pack out, drive to the g-mart and used my second VS food voucher to purchase three packs of beef steaks, then return back to the HSJ and begin my keto diet by eating one of the steaks. I put two of packages in the freezer and put the remaining two steaks in a container to marinade in olive oil, balsamic vinegar and some spices.

Then, just before noon, I get a text from Louis from Colorado who says that he just sold his motorcycle and is now looking for a truck so that he can spend more time up in the mountains camping. We text back and forth for nearly an hour and then I greet him "If I don't see you soon, see you in Paradise." Returning to my html editor, I resume my key pounding.

Some time after five this evening, Sherri arrives to go through her chores and when she is done we talk for a time. After she leaves, I continue pounding keys until when the sun sets, when I retire to the jammer for the night.

Awake, dress in my summer blues, walk from the jammer to the home, unlock the front door and enter. I then go about my daily routine, which includes first of all, feed the cat. When the dish of cat food is on the cat table, I then boil a liter of water and make a cup of coffee and a cup of tea.

Next, I get out one of my large beef steaks which has been soaking in the container of olive oil, balsamic vinegar and spices, cook it slowly on a low heat and then I return to my computer for more key pounding while I wait for it to be done. Finally, I enjoy my f-meal of this day. However, just like the video says, I am experiencing cravings for the carbs. So, I hope to do as the video recommends, push through it.

When the time comes for the meeting soon to begin, I connect with the Zoom app and greet those connected online. After the meeting, I get into the hot tub for twenty minutes, the return to the table for more key pounding. At twelve-thirty, the cat walks slowly through to the kitchen to eat, but then quickly runs back into the cat room. I continue pounding keys, but still have those cravings, so I grill another steak and then sit at the kitchen table to eat my m-meal while I pound keys.

After the sun sets, once again, I pack out to the jammer for the night.

Awake before my alarm, dress in my summer blues, walk inside the home and prepare a bowl of cat food. Then, I walk back outside, open the rear lift door and gather my dirty clothes. Carrying my clothes bag and computer bag inside, I drop the computer bag at the kitchen table and carry my dirty clothes into the laundry room, load the washing machine and turn it on. I notice that the cat has eaten most of her food.

Another day of house sitting.

For reasons unbeknownst to me, during the month of July 2024, on the eleventh day of the month I had a strong inclination that day to do a search on the internet concerning my wife. Well, actually, this is a long story and I will endeavor to keep it as short as I can.

Marilyn and I were married on 19 December 1987 and lived together until she chooses to divorce me on 16 August 1989. Since she did not have scriptural grounds for the divorce, this would mean that neither of us could remarry without sinning against both each other and God. (See 1 Corinthians 7:10, 11)

I left our home in Kentucky and drove back to Texas where I remained for several weeks, but not wanting to endure the heat that is Texas in the summer, I got into the jammer and drove northwest all the way to Washington where I took up residence in the town of Oak Harbor. I wanted to do what I could to serve Jehovah the best that I could, and determined that because getting married again would be totally off of the table for me, I applied for the full time ministry service and was appointed to begin on 01 October 1989.

Remaining in Oak Harbor with the congregation of Jehovah′s Witnesses there, I lived my life, remaining single and developed the desire not to search for a wife, even though at first, it was hard for me. I continued in Washington, except for the times when I would return to Texas to visit family and friends. Later, as I approached retirement age, I wrapped up my local business but kept my online business to provide me with an income until receiving Social Security. This event occurred in September 2009, during which time I had sold my home, all of my belongings, began living in my small van and began to migrate back and forth between summers in Washington and winters in Texas.

That annual migration continued for the next fifteen years whereupon, when I returned to Oak Harbor in the late spring of 2024, the local Veterans Services here on Island County offered me a room with a bath to live in, where I would only have to pay about thirty percent of the rental charges, so I accepted a one year least and moved into the room during the end of June 2024. I had only been living in the room for less than a month when on 11 July 2025, the inclination to search the internet concerning my wife, Marilyn Faye Buras came upon me.

After I had typed in her name and pressed enter, almost immediately I got back an obituary notice of her death which occurred on the previous day. It remains unbeknownst to me as to why I had the inclination to do the web search, nonetheless, what this means is that after being married to her for the last thirty seven years (From 19 December 1987 to 10 July 2024), the death of a spouse breaks those scriptural marital bonds and the living party is now free to marry again.

As recorded in the Bible, when questions by the Pharisees about the allowance of divorce in the scriptures, Jesus at Matthew 19:4 answered and said that when married, the man and woman are bound for life. Later, the apostle Paul confirmed the principle with his words at 1 Corinthians 7:39 that a woman should not depart from her husband.

The Pharisees continue with their questioning, asking "Why then did Moses then direct giving a written certificate of divorce and to dismiss her?" Jesus answered them, telling them that due to the hardness of their hearts Moses allowed you to put away your wives, but then he continued with, "but from the beginning it was not so."

Jesus reproved them further in verse 9, stating that whoever divorces his wife, except on account of fornication and then marries another does so by committing adultery, and anyone marring her which was divorced also commits adultery. The statement by Jesus in verse nine makes the bible principle concerning marriage clear, that unless one of the spouses commits fornication, the marriage bond is held by God as still intact and remains intact until the death of one or the other.

Paul commented about this bible principle concerning marriage in 1 Corinthians, chapter 7, at verse 10, stating that a woman should not depart from here husband, and then in verse 11 he says, if however she does leave, she should not become married to another, but should resolve differences and be reunited with her husband. Furthermore, he says in verse 11 that a husband should not divorce his wife.

Seeing that Marilyn was the one who demanded our physical separation, instigated the legal action, presented me with a certificate of divorce, and subsequently never approached me for reconciliation; her actions, (because of our belief in God′s Word, see below verses) required both of us to remain single and prevented both of us from ever becoming married again. Thus, this is where Marilyn and I have remained for the last forty-seven years. However, that constraint would be removed if one of us were to die.

(Matthew 19:4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9;  1 Corinthians 7:10, 11, 39;  Romans 7:2, 3

Now that I have had thirty-seven years of being single, I have come to enjoy being so. Being single allows me to go where I want, when I want and stay there for however long that I desire to do so. Furthermore, I do not wish to give up these freedoms and marry again. Instead, for more than three decades, I have traveled to and fro across this vast continent, visited nearly the states of three countries, visited more than 300 of their national parks, and visited many amazing locations which most people never in their entire lifetime ever experience. In fact, often, when watching travel videos on the social media, I find myself most often than not, stating the words: Been There, Done That!

There may come a day in the future when I would contemplate the subject of marriage again, but now is definitely not that time. Methinks, that time will only arrive after I have been in the paradise for a couple hundred years, there may be reason to consider it then, but for now and for well into the time after the Great Day of God Jehovah, I do not plan to even begin looking for a spouse.

Therefore, ever since my wife died on the 10th of July, 2024, I have entered into a new path on my Life Journey, however, I have been biding my time, just counting the days of my newfound marital freedom as the days continue to while away in this system of things.

I awake, walk inside, prepare the cat food and set in on the cat′s table. Next, I open my computer bag and set my computer on the kitchen table and plug the power cord into the wall receptacle. Then, from the refrigerator, I get out the remaining eggs in the carton, some cheese and the vegetables that I have left. Next, I chop the veggies, putting them in a bowl, after which I crack open the eggs into another bowl, sprinkle on some spices and wisk.

After I place the skillet on the front burner, I turn the gas onto the low setting and splash some oil into it. While the skillet heats, I mix all of the ingredients into one bowl, stir and then pour the ingredients into the skillet. While the omelet is cook slowly, I cover the top with mozzarella cheese and then put a cover on the skillet and let it simmer.

Turning to the right, I pick up the water kettle, add some filtered water and then put it back on the base to boil the water and while that is going on, I prepare two cups, one with instant coffee in it and a second one with two tea bags in it. Finally, I grab my large plastic glass and fill it with ice so that when the coffee is prepared, I can have iced coffee because the temperature has been too warm for me to drink my morning drinks hot. Soon, the water is boiling and I pour the hot liquid into the two prepared cups, placing them on the kitchen table next to my computer. I return to the stove to check the omelet and find that it is ready, so I cut out a portion and place the slice on a paper plate and place it next to the computer as well. Then, after turning off the stove burner, I walk to the table and resume my key pounding while I enjoy my f-meal.

In the early afternoon with me sitting at the kitchen table pounding away on my computer keyboard, the home owners walk in the front door and begin unpacking. I spent another ten or more minutes finishing up on what I am working on and then pack out, carrying my things out to the jammer. I then drive to the w-mart to work a little longer on that web page trying to complete what I have started.

In the early evening, I pack out, drive to the g-mart to assume my regular parking spot, climb into the rear of the jammer and get into the horizontal.

Recently, I did a search on the internet for the current information about my previous wife, the one which I am still currently scriptually married to, a search which I have been doing now and then for many years. This search, however, provided an obituary post announcing that "Marilyn had died yesterday on Monday, 10 July 2024 in Owensboro, Kentucky at the age of 72 years." This came to me as quite a shock as I had expected her to live much longer than this.

Thus, after thirty-six years, six months and twenty-two days of scriptural marital ties, her untimely death now breaks this bond and provides me with an entirely new Life Journey in my future without those scriptural bonds of marriage to Marilyn. Thus, I am once again, free to pursue my hearts desires. (Mark 10:11; 1 Corinthians 7:39)

However, during all that time of not being free to marry, I have learned one thing very well, that I am really poor at being able to decide if any woman would be a good spiritual mate. Therefore, I have decided not to marry again, no, not even to search for a new spouse, but to wait until I have achieved the ability to understand a woman more perfectly.

This will mean that I not search for another spouse until long after the Last Day of this system, even until long after the Great Tribulation, in fact, not even until after that time when the Righteous Inherit the restored Paradise. Only then, methinks, I will soon have that understanding of the real meaning of what it means to love and cherish a woman as a wife.

Furthermore, methinks, if it be the will of God, I will await until after the Earthly part of the Resurrection of the dead and thus be there when Marilyn arrives, at which time, we will be able to talk about the New Life Journey we will then have, be it together or separate, and then proceed with which ever we decide upon.

Although I have coffee in the morning, I do not eat anything today.

This is the third day that I have had stomach cramps, and I resort to using an enema bag to clean out my bowels, which appears to have taken care of he problem.

I believe that this problem was caused by my eating more cheese that I would normally do and methinks this is a lesson learned that I should not soon forget.

I then leave their home, drive back to the g-mart, park in my regular place and climb into the rear of the jammer to rest from this ordeal that I have been enduring, and finally fall asleep.

Awake, dress in my fall blues, climb forward to the cockpit, start the jammer engine and drive to the w-mart. Once parked, I grab my computer bag, walk inside and set my computer down on my regular table. Then, I walk to the mens room for a short visit, after which I purchase a cup of coffee and sit down at my computer to begin pounding keys, updating my journal entry for the last several days. After doing that, I begin my study for the meeting later today.

At nine-forty, I connect to the local meeting with the Zoom app, and listen to the Bible talk. Afterwards, we do the Bible study which discusses the Merciful Judge of the Earth. Finally, I close the app and return to my key pounding.

Awake, dress in my fall blues, drive to the w-mart and resume my working on my web site. I continue here all morning and then get a text from Joann stating, How do you change the text size? I reply back immediately, What are you working on, an app or Windows? to which I get now replay whatsoever. I just wait to see if she will continue to ask for help. About an hour later, she sends a text asking, Where are you? which she normally does when she has decided to come to me with her device to get my help, which I believe she is asking about her computer. I respond, Same place, the w-mart next to the pizza cafe, and she responds, See you in a few minutes.

When she arrives, she opens her computer, and tells me that she typed for several hours and now she can not even find her document. After her computer is open, I ask, What did you use to type the document? and she points to the icon for Microsoft Word. I open the Word app and see that except for the Save and Print icons, ever other icon is shown in Gray indicating that all the rest of the features of the Word app do not work. I immediately realize what the problem is, and I say out loud, Here is your Problem! to which she asks, What? I then explain, You are using Microsoft Word that is not an activated copy which has all of its features turned off.

I continue to look through the list of applications in order to find another word processor and then open the Notepad Text Editor. Next, I locate Joann′ saved document, then try to open but it only opens in the Word app. However, since the Word app does not allow me to Select and Copy the text in that document, I then type the entire page into the Notepad app. When I am done typing the text, I save this document as a text document. Now that I have access to the text, I then Select and highlight the entire page of text, then I choose Edit and Copy which by doing so, puts the text into the computer memory. The next step is to find a suitable word processor that Joann can use instead of the Word app. I know several free word processors, but first, I will see if I can find one already installed on her computer.

So, I begin by selection the Window′s Start icon, choose All Aps and scroll down to locate the Window Tools, open it and look through the list until I locate the WordPad app. When I find this app, I select it and when it opens, I click into the new document and then select the Paste icon. Upon selecting this icon, all of what I had previously copied into the memory is now put as the contents of this WordPad document. Finally, I select the Save icon, which saves this WordPad document in the Rich Text format (document2.rtf). I also choose to put the document into the Documents folder the same one that contains the original Word document, which is also in Rich Text format (document1.rtf).

Also, in order to make the WordPad app more easily available the next time she would like to work on her document, I created an icon for WordPad on the desktop and tell her, When your are ready to type more of your document, just open the WordPad app using this icon. When she opens WordPad, I then say, Now, click on File, then Open, and when the Open Dialogue Box pops up, I show her how to select her Documents folder to find her document02.rtf file. In order for Joann to not have any confusion in the future, I go to Start menu, select Settings, then Apps, next Default Apps, after which, I scroll down to and select WordPad. Finally, I make the WordPad app the default app for all Rich Text format document. And then, I say, There, it is done, you should not have any problems now.

She thanks me and almost immediately afterwards, I get a notification for an email, so I check my phone and it shows that the email is from Emily at the Veterans Services office. I look at the email and find that she has found a sudio appartment for rent in town near the Post Office. I call the phone number thinking that her hours are finished for the day and I will just leave her a message to call me, but she picks up and says that the apartment just came available today, it still needs cleaning but she is sure that the owner will let me look at it. She asks me, Are you available tomorrow to look at it? I answer, I am available from right now on! So, she calls the owner and tells him that I will be coming by a little later today. I spent a half hour waiting until the time she said to go and then I packed out, drove to the location and contacted the owner, Ken. He showed me the apartment and it is exactly what I have been looking and praying for. I told him that I will tell veterans services that I want it and they will be in contact him very soon. I thanked him for taking the time to show it to me and then left the premises. Then, I drove back to the w-mart, sent a text message to Emily telling her that I want the apartment, who replies that she will start the paperwork first thing in the morning. Finally, I call my good friend Joe from Tennessee to tell him that I have located an a place to live, one that is a studio apartment with a bathroom. He replies, That will be about ten times bigger than you are use to, to which I laugh and reply, Yep, but just the right size for me. Next, I call my close friends here in Oak Harbor, Sherry and JP to tell them about the good news and they are happy for me as well.

I resume my journal writing to finish up the current goings on and then upload this web page to the internet. I should sleep very soundly tonight, filled with sweet dreams. The eight o′clock hour approaches and I must pack out of the w-mart.

Awake, rise and dress in my fall blues, start the jammer and drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and computer.

Then, after a long day inside the air conditioning, I pack out, drive to the d-mart to park for another night.

Awake, arise, dress in my fall blues, start the jammer and drive to the w-mart for another day of coffee, com and computer.

Some time before the sun sets, I pack out, drive to the g-mart, park, climb into the rear of the jammer to read and watch a couple of videos before closing my eyes.

Today starts like any other day that I have spent upon this island rock, that is my routine of coffee, com and computer. However, at four this afternoon, I pack out, drive north on SH 20, cross the Deception Pass bridge and then turn left into the Bowman Bay campground to visit the shower house. I have to wait for the person using the lone shower to finish, but that does not take too long. Then, I am in the hot water and get into the clean once more. Afterwards, I return to the jammer, drive out of the parking lot, out of the park and then back onto SH 20 to continue my drive north to the last round-a-bout where SH 20 continues east arriving at the interstate highway shortly after five this afternoon.

My route today next takes me to IH 5 were I take the state highway exit onto the interstate and drive southbound and from here, my destination, which is the Puyallup Assembly Hall is just over one hundred miles. This drive involves driving IH 5 south to the IH 405 exit, where I continue south until I arrive in Renton, Washington to exit onto SH 167 and driving south for fourteen miles to the SH 512, then south for another six miles. I then take the Canyon Road exit, drive south to 112th Street, turn east and drive just less than a mile to the Assembly Hall. The entire route from Oak Harbor to the assembly hall is about 130 miles and take me just over two and a half hours.

Once on Canyon Road, I stop a a g-mart to purchase some salad vegetable, then return to the jammer and move my van to an outlying parking location where I park, climb into the rear and have my e-meal. Then, I put up my window shades and get into the horizontal for the night.

Awake, start the jammer, orientate my self, then drive across the street to the w-mart for coffee, com and computer. I also get a large cup of ice that I can drink the coffee iced. Then, I update my journal entry for yesterday, after which, I pack out of the w-mart, open the rear of the jammer and put on my dress shirt, tie, clean trousers and dress shoes. Next, I drive to the Assembly Hall, arriving early enough so as to be able to drive right to the parking space that I prefer, one with the shade of some large evergreen trees.

After parking, I then step out of the jammer, walk around to the side sliding door, open it and gather my Bible, note pad and pens. I then hang out until just before eight this morning, when the doors opens, well for seniors only, and I walk to the front doors, walk in and put my books down on a seat. Then, I enjoy visiting with the friends, both those who I know and new ones that I become acquainted with.

The assembly begins right on time and I begin taking notes and enjoying the Bible talks. During midday, when the session stops for the lunch break, I walk out to the jammer to make my m-meal and sit outside to eat it. Shortly after, I close up the jammer, walk back to my seat and begin visiting with the friends. Soon, the afternoon session begins and I am back at taking notes.

Then when the assembly is over for the day, I drive to the local w-mart, go inside and begin working on my journal as well as the update for the Puyallup Assembly Hall. Finally, I pack out of the cafe and drive to the g-mart to park for the night.

Awake, drive to the w-mart, park, walk inside and set up my computer and then step up to the counter to use my rewards for a large iced coffee. Soon after, I pack out, drive to the assembly hall, park and wait in the jammer for the doors to open at eight this morning. At five before eight this morning, I grab my Bible. writing table and pen, walk up to entrance door and wait with the few seniors their until the doors are unlocked. I then go in to put my books down on my seat choice and then walk back out to the lobby to look at the model Noah′s arc again.

In only a short time the morning session countdown starts, which finds me already in my seat. Then, I enjoy another day of talk, videos and experiences, stopping only for a meal at midday before continuing into the afternoon with more of the same.

When the last prayer is offered, I then leave, drive to the w-mart hoping for something to eat but the cafe is out of those things that I enjoy the most, so I pass on getting my meal here and place to get it else where. I finish updating my journal entry and some time after that, I drive to get my e-meal after which I drive to the g-mart for the night.

My alarm just went off, dress in my meeting clothes, start the jammer engine, drive to the w-mart for hot coffee, com and computer. It seems to be a little cooler today and I drink my first cup but then I ask for a large cup of ice for the second cup and take it to go. At six-fifty, I leave and drive to the Assembly Hall for the third and final day of this year′s District Convention.

I sit in the parking lot until just before eight this morning, then walk up to the entrance and soon the doors are open for the morning session. I walk inside, put my books down on a seat and return to the front foyer to look for the two remaining characters in the model arc display.

Each year as I get older, going to the large gatherings of God′s People gets harder and harder for me to accomplish, still, the benefits always far outweighs the hardship incurred.

When this day of the Convention comes to its end, methinks, WOW, this has been so very motivating! I then leave the assembly hall, walk out to the jammer and then begin my long drive back to my home on the north end of Whidbey Island. Upon arriving in Deception Past State Park, I turn on my camera video recorder and make a travel video that I hope to upload to my social media.