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Things just get more and more pathetic and almost comical as the days go by. We all know the situation with Kim. We all know that the friendship has ended. Well I do and all of you do...I don't think Kim or her family have gotten the memo. Case in point...tonight while I was grilling dinner...Kim's boyfriends daughter and Kim's next door neighbors kid were walking near my house. Now remember...I am 4 blocks away in the BACK of the park...there isn't an entrance back here and no reason for those girls to be around. There are just a bunch of houses and no other kids to play with. Both girls stood at the end of my street staring at my house. Then they went and stood beside a bush. Here is the funny part...they hid behind the bush and would peek out towards my house. When they saw that there wasn't anyone on the porch...or so they thought, I have lattice on the lower part of the porch so you can see out but you really can't see anyone sitting on the porch. Once they saw no one was there...they peeked up from the bush and then walked away. This whole thing is just getting to be ridiculous. How immature can these people be? Let it go for the love of Pete.
So with that said...can you blame me for wanting to move and move as soon as I possibly can? Good grief. I totally feel in my heart that God is setting in motion a way for me to get away from these people. He knows that they are not what my children or I need in our lives. Nothing good will come of me living here and near them. I know I will be able to move. God will provide a way for that to happen and He will provide the perfect place for me to raise my children. I need to be patient and wait on Him. Seeing how patience is not one of my better virtues...I'm struggling with that one. LOL But...good things come to those who wait. Patience Tracey...remember patience. :)

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