It was tumultuous.
Oh, you want more? Or rather, I want to tell you more, this is a personal blog after all, so get cozy and listen up.
We came back from Japan, it took us over 25hrs, including stop overs, it was not a happy time. I really don't like flying, but it's a necessairy part to the whole "getting to cool places that aren't here" formula.I will post about Japan... maybe? Either way, a lot of pictures have been posted to Facebook, and there are more to come, when I can bear to dive into Picassa again.
So... then the Boy and I broke up.
It was mutual, and we both saw it coming, but it still sucks. We're still good friends, and he moves out for good in about two weeks. It's the whole redefining of our relationship and trying to figure out where the new boudaries are and, y'know, living in my own head again that is really difficult. I do think I need to be alone, and I don't regret our decision to split up, but getting comfortable with just me (and the pug), is taking some time. It doesn't help that we're in some kind of transitory state where Boy is around sometimes, but not all the time, and I'm supposed to keep tabs on him anymore, and he doesn't have to keep tabs on me, but techically we still live together-ness.... run on sentences are made of this....
So there are reasons I may be blogging lots in the near future, or not so much. I have plans to keep myself busy, take up some new photography projects, bake more, redecorate. I'm also getting cable, so TV will either inspire me to write (I've become much more indignant with old age), or be a huge time suck, we'll see.
In the meantime, take comfort in the fact that for the most part, I am ok... sad, but functioning. I cut my hair, short. I'm knitting a lot. I'm listening to the "Hunger Games" Triology on book tape. Life moves on.
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