Oh, I forgot to mention that during my last foray into “Crazy Town” I bought some real estate there.

Really, I did.Here’s a picture of it.

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At the time I had a full-time job in Crazy Town. I was the personal assistant to the Mayor.

The exact same day I closed on my new house, I quit my job.

If that doesn’t make sense to you then …… you’ve never been to Crazy Town.

And you don’t know the mayor.

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I’m not sure if I quit or got fired. In the past, I’ve always had the foresight and quick reflexes to see it coming. I would quit before getting fired. This one was a very close call. A photo finish, if you will. I’m not as young as I used to be.

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So now, I have a home, a barn, and an arena in Crazy Town.

Which I have no intention of occupying myself. Except in case of an extreme emergency.

You Crazy Town girls get that.

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In the mean time, I’m having fun fixing it up. It’s trying to tell me what it wants to be.

A home for unwed cowboys?

A safe-house for middle-aged-cowgirls stuck in Crazy Town?

An art studio?

A  “country-fied playpen” for my girl friends and me on the weekends?

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Maybe all of the above. Stay tuned.

Love,  Cowgirl Red   aka   Terah

P.S.   It’s a known fact that the exact location of that famous  derailed whore-train back in 1886  is just one block north and two blocks east of my new house. ….. Really.

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