Mmmm. I'm home again. it's been a busy week--I had to do the "break-up vigil" for the past few days, and it was an experience which took me far from home, physically, anyway. Emotionally, it was actually pretty close to home--a spare moment's reflection made me realize that I was a good person to keep the vigil: my elephant memory retained the memories of how kind everyone (well, most) were to me last winter, and the ways in which they took care of me, and so I was able to pass that onto my friend. But also, I was able to intellectually and emotionally recall how I felt, last winter--all the shock, the discombobulated thoughts, the pleading, bargaining, self-reproach, and numb disbelief, periodic euphoria.
I've come a long way, in every sense possible.
But now I am home with my internets and my kitties, who are as happy to see me as I am to see them. It's not going to be home for much longer--in less than two weeks, I am picking up sticks and moving. Again. This time, I will be moving closer to where I work--I will actually be in Sunnydale, and sharing an apartment with one of my colleagues. The colleague is nice, and the apartment is a little shabby on the outside (okay, ghetto), but big enough on the inside with a decent-sized kitchen, and a funky little hall cupboard, and the nester in me is rejoicing. This is the best thing I can do for myself financially--I will be saving a considerable sum of money each month.
So, as of 1 October, I am going to have a new home. Which means I will have moved nine times within the last 4.5 years. I'm really not a commitment-phobe! Even though my new lease will be month-to-month. Bliss!
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