Bum On The Street I Am!!!

Dear Councilor,

Five days on the street and I've only been shot once -- with a lotus bomb via police cruiser drive by.  I've avoided the neighborhood street arsonists who seek the death penalty "their way" to keep the hood safe.
 I've had to both warn a drunk gentleman of my arms length personal space, while on another day having to endure the rants of an angry finger waving woman.  Not to mention the drunk gentleman who decided to use my duffel bag as a pillow...  Scary stuff!

Hopefully the shelter will once again open it's doors to me. The need to find gainful employment is still number one priority and may become a little easier to find something while living indoors.

I have felt every emotion one could feel with minimal reaction, which could he a good thing.  Happy to be sleeping under the stars, scared of potential danger, and apprehensive about my future.
I suppose my greatest fear at the moment is that I would be cast-out of society and labeled as unemployable because of my current life status.  The other thing that I also fear are the entrapment artists that use indeed.com and other sites to lure people into facing arrest charges we've faced years ago, once hired to work for their company.

There are many super heroes out there!

On the same token, I am excited about the opportunity to rebuild on the life that God gave me.  I am also thankful for the concrete slab and stair case that served as protective shelter for a few nights.

Last night a local allowed myself and another homeless person to sleep in his truck.  The other night my boyfriend who gave me some booty and dumped me after wards, paid for a night in a run down motel.

 He thinks he is better than me because he gets to be a squatter and no one says anything to him.

Guess that means that I am available Ladies and Gentlemen!

This is my update story and I am sticking to it!

Next week I will venture into the subject of On the job training programs.  Perhaps also, I will have made some progress in finding employment.

Unfortunately I lost my camera for those who know me, I will just for now on use the camera in my cell phone.

Sincerely,
Limmie

PS. In the pictures above shows where I spent a few night in front of a "No Loitering sign.

Hands Off/ Let God Handle it!

Dear Readers,

The shelter space has run out and I am now being forced back onto the street.
Last time this happened a wonderful lovely dove of a person told me to let God do what he needs to do in you before you get another job...   mind you, because this person is being quoted in red, that does not mean that was a word from the Lord!!

My response.. UM NOOO!!

Who is the world has time to wait on God to fix what is broken in me while I sleep on the side walk??
That is a lifetime full of work.  One day at a time.  We have things to do like getting off of the street and back into the land of the never ending light bill!

Look..this is going to be me by Monday.  He'll fix what is broke/whatever is broken in me *song*

This is not that time to fix the attitude problem or the depression or the other gazillion imperfections that I know without a shadow of a doubt is NOT the reason why I am homeless.

The only way to handle things at this moment is to keep my mind on God.  That is all.  I ask and I am waiting to receive.  

Meanwhile, I am looking for a job that will not inspire its employees to shoot me again for being one of those nasty homeless people. 

 Also if the police would kindly not flex at me like i'm supposed to be afraid of them.  Yes, I smuggled immigrants over the border; Yes I smuggled silverware and crashed planes while in the military ... OK I served my time paid my fines, life is quiet.  Lemme alone!

  I am telling jokes and am fighting tears because i'm really am tired of being shot and electrocuted.

God is a mighty deliverer, he is mighty to save.  (repeat 20 times)

I will let you know how things go on Tuesday.

Sincerely,

Limmie

I am officially taking my hands off of things.  The battle is real and I can't win this on my own!