Another Homestead Project Approaches the Finish Line: Part 1

Oh, God!

The bill.

I’ve racked up big bar tabs and I’ve had outlandish medical bills and I’ve lived through transmission jobs. I know how life works. I know I squirreled away a little money last month and the universe was going to beat it out of me. We’ve all been there… save a small bit of cash for a rainy day (and maybe a sexy air rifle scope) and you’re fucked.

But still I’d walked right into it… with stars and fabricated bracketry in my eyes I’d let my cynical guard down.

I read the digits.

And shit myself.

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