After a couple of weeks of semi-transience, it is SO nice to feel like I have a home again. With the interruptions of work, love life, and liquor it has taken me an awfully long time to get my new place ready for me to live in; so long that it had begun to seem as though I was never going to actually RESIDE there, but just liked stopping by to shower and sleep on the couch from time to time. So it seemed especially sweet when I finished laying my new delightful Smokin' Deal White carpet Tuesday morning and the room was finally ready to receive furnishings! Roommate Teaspoon and I were so happy about the completion of the project that we got into a sort of homemaking delirium and ran around and around the empty room in circles crying out "YAY! YAAAY!" and rolled giddily on the carpet a bit before we gathered our wits about us and at last hauled in the bed.
I have now slept in my new room a whole twice and man I sure enjoy the place. It's bright and it's charming and Teaspoon and I just keep looking at each other wondering HOW DID WE GET SO LUCKY? A quiet, pretty apartment that we love with nice light and good neighbors and a super convenient location and ALSO IT LETS DOGS?! Go ahead and pinch me! I didn't know this existed!
I'm going to get a chance to get really used to it real quick here, though. All three of my primary gals will be out of town starting this weekend, and then it's just going to be me, the apartment, and the doggies, settling in and getting to know each other for ONE WHOLE WEEK of quietude. This means I'll be hauling many more Geo Prizmfulls of crap from my moms', setting to my laundry list of house-tasks (plant patio garden! set up kitchen! unclog drains! light closet! rig up hammock! and so on...) and at the same time braving the project of facing myself for hours and hours of terrifying introspection.
I've been so busy for a while that I haven't had (made) time to stop and do a good self stock-taking. Now I'm a little frightened about what I'm going to find when I go probing around in the old head-space. There are some big changes going down in my world, and I haven't yet examined how I feel about it all, or the way "It All" affects how I feel about myself. Anyway I'm sure you you'll be reading all about it, because if the picture gets to looking bleak in there behind my eyelids my survival mantra will be "Run to the Internets! The Internets will back you!" My safety tether will be a DSL cable; I'll be posting oftener, probably, and summuv ye who were expecting replies to emails sent me long long ago (hi Poo!) will finally be receiving them, cause I'm fair weather like that, or rather I'm Friend-in-Needy. Get ready for me.