Final Stretch
So I finally found a tenant for Bag End! We sign paper work on Sunday and I hand over the key. Then I am free from that place! Well, at least until mid July when I have to make sure all is well in thew house and that the sub-letters didn't damage a bunch of stuff. I can't really explain how happy this makes me. I feel like a huge weight has been lifted from my shoulders. Bigger than Huge. Well, once again, we'll see if me moving actually stops the drama, but I'm not so sure.
These last two months have been the shittiest in memory. I feel sad because someone has most likely permanently ruined the possibility of a future relationship. And for that I am saddened. It could have been so much different, but they made choices that will be very hard for them to take back. No necessarily impossible, but very, very hard to take back.
I survived my sober month with only one cheat. I cheated on my first night in Freedom Pod and had a cup of beer with my bar of chocolate. One cup though didn't make me not sober. it made the chocolate and the freedom so much better. It was the perfect way to indulge and celebrate my new place and all that it represents for me. I survived Saint Patties Day at the bar, and the Clown Crawl sober. Even the Clown Porn shoot, too. See everyone, I'm not an alcoholic! Horray!!
Seems like 2009 will be an interesting year for me. Already so many changes, big ones, too. But now the drama is hopefully settling down to non-existent and I can refocus on more important things. I'm very stoked about this.
:)
These last two months have been the shittiest in memory. I feel sad because someone has most likely permanently ruined the possibility of a future relationship. And for that I am saddened. It could have been so much different, but they made choices that will be very hard for them to take back. No necessarily impossible, but very, very hard to take back.
I survived my sober month with only one cheat. I cheated on my first night in Freedom Pod and had a cup of beer with my bar of chocolate. One cup though didn't make me not sober. it made the chocolate and the freedom so much better. It was the perfect way to indulge and celebrate my new place and all that it represents for me. I survived Saint Patties Day at the bar, and the Clown Crawl sober. Even the Clown Porn shoot, too. See everyone, I'm not an alcoholic! Horray!!
Seems like 2009 will be an interesting year for me. Already so many changes, big ones, too. But now the drama is hopefully settling down to non-existent and I can refocus on more important things. I'm very stoked about this.
:)