Its My Life & I Can Laugh If I Want To (Chapter 3, page 1 of 5)


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Chapter 3

It had been a long day, and Char (Charlotte) just had to sit down for a minute and rest. She was surrounded by boxes that needed unpacking, and after the movers left, she was alone to unpack and organize her surroundings. This was going to be a difficult transition. Although she hadn't looked back to regret any of her decisions, she was still paying for a few of them. But looking ahead to this most recent choice, she was wondering if that was going to change. Her recent divorce left her to support herself, in her new position as a call center customer service representation, and barely able to survive. The only affordable housing option had been for her to move in to a nearby trailer park. She was able to obtain a loan easily enough for the small amount she needed to purchase the trailer, and lot rent was under 300.00 per month, so she had made the choice to move in. But no one of interest seemed eager to make introductions, and the few neighbors she had observed, well, she just didn't know if she wanted to meet!

This was going to be a challenge. "OK", she thought aloud, "this isn't' going to unpack itself"...with that comment, she stood, pushed up her sleeves, took a deep breathe and grabbed a box to empty.

Char was half way through the first box when she heard a loud - no, earth shattering - noise coming from her front door. She glanced over to see her door vibrating under the stress. Someone was banging so hard, she feared she'd be buying a new front door if she allowed it to continue. She lunged for the door, hoping to open it before it opened reluctantly by the force coming from the other side. Char managed to grab the knob and turn it, just as the lady on the other side grabbed the knob, and as she pulled, the visitor pushed. With the momentum Char had gained while lunging, she went flying backward, and landed in a pile on the floor in front of the door. The other lady stepped inside and looked down at Char. Gazing up at the stranger, Char smiled weakly. She managed to mumble a hello, got up and brushed off her backside.

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