All done but the cryin. Success comes to those who pursue, rather than just follow.

 After the Rust is gone, okay Earth Wind & Fire said it different, but teat be the same thing.

The 1st arrived as usual, except ATM Card would not work immediately. Why? Who knows . So call went out to Farmers Bank in Hazzard Hills, and in about 5 minutes all was well. Rent on new office paid, key ( the only key ) in my WolfPaws. All is well with the World.

Then went to the Barber shop. T-Class. Etown Wyoming. This fuzzy Wuzzy has no hair on head or on face.

Fuel, Blue Fuel, breakfast that was so-so, shocked my gals at the Pilot, and just as I was about to head for the ATM again, the ATM jammed again. One call that's all to Farmers, and Shazamm, money for McDonalds. Yea ya'll could say, I'm loving it. Went up checked out the Hangar, still groovin on that. I think we are on the road to recovery here. Rescue assistance provided by God, and House of Prayer, Etown Wyoming. 

Got Library, card, no fee(try that in Idaho) Now its time to relax. At least for a few minutes anyway. 

Sat in by evesdrop, at a consultation, meeting at Pilot yesterday, overheard about all the mishaps, of poor return on investment, Me I thought, could do this much better, but even the hard workers, that tend to things overnight. are not escalated to the level of their ultimate performance of their duties. The duties of a truck stop, floor manager or attendee, is not for the lighthearted or heart hardened. You have to maintain a certain amount of dignity of course but lighten the hell up. 

Don't act like every freight shaker that strolls in there has just ran over your prize Pekinese great Dane. Huge turds and all. Kindness makes return customers, grouched get no return visits at least during their shift, and the Chain or Mom & Pop T-stop, loses. money. Many things are not overlooked at this Pilot. The Subway, there does not get ANY attention. I purposely left a Kit-Kat Bar, wrapper, and a few snot rags at a table. The same was still there upon my return 4 hours later. 

Which brings me to another plan of attack here. One of the overnight crew ladies there, was not all together against the idea, of ye ole Wolf here, co habiting her den. Her teenwolf pp, needs to approve, but might even have a paw pad to snooze on, if nothing else its the Wolf's Lair #5.  What nightmare and all that has plagued me for nearly 20 years is easing up. After the first year a 3.8% increase in both SSDI, and MCPP, and I should be just fine. Might be the next step is to forget about what Idaho was, and the land of cream and sugar of western Wyoming. 

More on tomorrow's entry.

Hold on to your parachutes.