All By Myself

Home Sweet Home
Home Sweet Home

Sitting alone in my house for the first time in months with no roommate expected back and I don’t know what do with myself.

My roomie is moving out by the first of the month.   It seems strange being alone in the house knowing that in a few short days my home will be all mine  again. I am happy and a little melancholy since I had just gotten used to sharing my space.  So, I am on my own again. It isn’t a bad thing, it is just a thing to adjust to and move with; not against.

Life is full changes. Some are handled better than others.

The time between Halloween (Samhain or the Celtic New Year) and New Year’s Day has become the time when I test drive my resolutions.  One of the resolutions is become a more discipline writer.  Another one is to become a better money manager.  The latter takes on a greater importance now that I will once again be the person solely responsible for the paying household bills. ( The kitty boys refuse to get jobs and Luke is still just a puppy, albeit a fifty pound one; still he isn’t capable of really holding down steady employment.)

Unemployed Puppy
Unemployed Puppy

Resolutions are goals that need to be planned for in order to achieve success.  Today’s events present an opportunity for such planning.

Blessings come in all forms.

Monday Post

Normally, by this time I have a post ready for you.  Not this week.. I have about three unfinished posts and a poem or two in the process of being birthed.  Some poems are messier to birth than others. Some topics need to stew for a while before I know where they are going.

Still loving my new home, just tired from working the weekend and the time change.  Funny how living life does that to you. Maybe my lack of finishing a post has to do with the flood of emotions running from my heart to my mind and then back again.  Single is life good and I don’t regret my decision, but .. well that’s the thing.. there is a but.. And when there is a but.. things are never settled.

Writing this blog, I have learned that as much as I enjoy self-reflection and sharing things with my readers; there are some things I can’t share because they involve others and I don’t have a right to share them.  So, I will contain the marathon of emotions to the pages of my journals and work on finishing this week’s poem.