"What The Fu©k Was I Thinking?"

Here we are with our very first episode of "What the fu©k was I thinking?" Sometimes when you have an idea or a plan, it sounds great at the time. Upon execution you realize that maybe it wasn't the best idea but you're already in too deep and failure is really not an option. I will never regret my decisions, I made them for all of the right reasons.

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I don't think the people who own this church really want to sell. The price is as high as giraffe balls and in my situation, I was wanting to make a deal where I could stay for the winter and we can tack on the price of rent to the sale price. Funds are running low and it's looking like getting this place is not feasible for me. I love this place but can not pay for history or sentimental value. I have started looking for other options.

Before I left the south, I told myself that I would be happier broke and homeless than in the situation I was in. I have less than a week to pull of a miracle or I will find myself eating my words. Which wouldn't be a big deal if my son wasn't with me. He's awesome about it though and just chalks it up to another part of the adventure. It's funny when you realize that you learn just as much from your kid as they learn from you.

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Aside from the bull happening with the church, winter has decided to come early this year. We were greeted with about twelve inches of snow so far and according to the locals, this isn't normal. They don't usually get snow like this till November. Talk about a warm welcome! Being the curious southerners we are we decided to gear up and go play. It was different than what I expected and of course, my expectations only come from things I've seen in movies and on greeting cards.

There are three things I've always wanted to do in the snow... build a snowman, have a snowball fight and make a snow angel. Our first challenge was the snowman. We gathered up the fluffy stuff and tried to make a ball. Of course we made a little one and then tried rolling it to make it bigger like we've seen on TV. Well, it didn't work. The snow was too fluffy to and it was too cold for it to stick to itself to make the little ball we needed so, we just started scooping the snow into a pile thinking we would just make it into a ball that way. Yeah, that didn't work either and all we had was a pile of snow.

A snowball fight was not possible at this time either because of the same reasons we couldn't build a snowman. By this time, my nose is feeling like it's about to fall off and my toes are starting to feel the bite from the fluffy stuff building up on my pants and boots. The idea of laying in this shit to make a snow angel no longer seemed like a fun one so we decided to go in and get warm. No one ever tells you that in order to do these things it needs to be a little warmer. "What the fu©k was I thinking?" So yes, the southerners looked like jackasses trying to do these activities that seem so fun on the screen.

I don't hate the snow yet, it's absolutely beautiful to look at. I love making my coffee in the morning and having this view of the snowy land as far as the eye can see. We will get acclimated and we will learn the proper times and techniques to build us a proper snowman, and maybe even a proper snow skeleton if I get really good at it.

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Hopefully what I'm about to tell you won't become a "What the fu©k was I thinking?" moment. I spoke to the Economic Development department of this town. There's an empty restaurant on the main street and the one thing this town needs is good food. I am happy to report that I now have a small team behind me writing a business plan and doing some research on the restaurant I want to open. It's not going to happen over night and with my situation I'm limited on what I can do right now but they see the potential just like I do and they are excited to help me start the process of opening a cajun restaurant. And who knows? Maybe one day you'll find yourself in the Middle of Nowhere USA, and I will welcome you to come eat at Southern Belle's Cajun Love... because it's not cajun if it's not cooked with love.

^{So, seriously, what do y'all think of the name??}

It seems kind of crazy to try and start a business when I have nothing else but some clothes, some necessities and not so practical car but people have done so with a lot less and have been pretty successful. And to pay it forward to the community I plan to serve, I intend to have a free annual crawfish boil and maybe some steaks for those who don't like crawfish. I feel that if this community welcomes us with open arms and helps us to become successful, giving back to them is the very least I can do.

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Wish me luck y'all! Positive vibes are always greatly appreciated!

Love and Light to each and every one of you!

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