It’s kind of interesting how I came to be here. I got a DUI on Superbowl Sunday and was going to move to LA, but then two things happened. One was that upon visiting my ex wife who I have been dog-sitting for, she asked me to come back and I knew I couldn’t come back in the manor in which she liked, but I needed a place to stay. I was, I suppose, going to move back in with the parents, but then another thing happened. My mom got too much up in my business again. My parents had taken time off to help me move to LA, but it just felt too smothering, I didn’t even know if I was going to find a place by the time they had planned to help. I just wanted to do it on my own. I never should have allowed my mom to come to that DMV hearing with me, then she knew about my license being suspended. She didn’t want me driving on a suspended license. Which would have meant being imprisoned in their home, so moving back in with the ex was the only option. It’s been weird, but I’m sure I was supposed to be here. I helped with her car, around the house and in keeping the house through filing bankruptcy, not to mention the killer loan modification that I got her. So I guess I’m moving in with my sister next month. Maybe the parents would be better, I’ve kind of been missing grass valley lately. I’ve been thinking a lot about Sacramento and what it felt like to live there at first, probably since it’s been almost a year since I moved there. It was so bizarre. I had all these memories of being a kid and being driven around there with my parents, and now here I was all alone, just me, my job, my car, my social anxiety disorder, and my room for rent. It was so weird, being alone. I’d go to the mall just to be around people and I’d see all the young boys and girls and feel so old. At the same time I was excited to be in a new place and ready to meet new people. Unfortunately my social anxiety disorder crept up and kept me from having the courage to go out and meet girls. I tried doin’ the match.com thing but I didn’t have any takers. On Halloween I went out and got a girls phone #, first time I asked for a number from a girl that I had just met in my life at the age of 35. We had a great phone conversation the next week, she said she wanted to meet up and then stopped returning my messages. So there I was, pretty miserable and alone in Sacramento of all places and then I got my DUI forcing me to give up my job that I was miserable at anyway. So I end up staying back with the ex and going to DUI class in Walnut Creek. I thought I would have to be here through October. I got a job in Berkeley raising money door to door for Save the Children and worked at La Pena cultural center to pay off my DUI fine. I looked for a room for rent and even submitted myself for one in Lafayette. It was rented to someone else. I lost the canvassing job due to a lack of fundraising on my part. I just rested for the next six weeks, watched a lot of movies, took naps, worked @ la Pena, ect. Then I got offered a door to door sales job by someone in my DUI class. Selling alarm systems. I haven’t been making much money at it, but enjoy it somewhat. I don’t know how I’m going to finish my hours. I guess I should start looking for a place in LA. Oh, another thing that happened was that my mom and dad have been talking for a long time about buying a place in Brentwood (bay area) to have a place to stay when they visit my sister since she has kids. Me, needing a place to stay and feeling like it would be a good time to buy told my parents that if they wanted to buy a house they should buy one. Having bought two houses in the bay area, I know that buying a house isn’t something you can do half way. You have to be serious about it and just do it. In the meantime, things had gotten a little strained between my ex and I and I thought that until the deal on the house went through, I should be able to stay in my sister’s guest bedroom a couple nights a week, right? Wrong. First of all, my mom, being too much up in my business again went and asked my sister if it would be ok, when I didn’t ask her to. I had merely mentioned to my mom that I was thinking of asking my sister. I didn’t ask her to do it for me, but everything happens for a reason and this incident prompted my to explore the possibility of transferring DUI programs and moving to LA sooner, which I found out, is of course a possibility. So my mom buys the house and offers it to my sister since they will be out-growing theirs. My mom and I would both like to see my sister short-sell her house as they bought at the top of the market for about $600k and it’s now worth about 4. She doesn’t want to do it, and I have no control over it. But I’m going to have to live with them, in the new big house, hopefully for a very short time while I look for a place in LA. I’m still a little scared about moving to LA not knowing anyone there, but millions have done it before me, and I know It’s what I’m supposed to do.