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It's been a while since I've posted. Time to remedy that.
First, there is a Lint asleep in my arms. The not-so-little bugger is cute. He fills me with soft and fuzzy feelings. There is something very calming about a purring cat.
I am awake far beyond the time I should be due to odd thoughts running through my little skull.
Andrew is leaving for a seminar to learn acupuncture for the hospital. I'm really proud of him. He'll only be gone for a few days, but it will be the first time I'll be out here alone. I hate being out here alone. I hate being alone, I guess. Yeah, I have people I can go see, and I can be gone for most of the day if I wanted to. But there is something about knowing that I'll be going home to an empty house.
Sadly, it reminds me of the time that I was living alone in Ashland after my divorce, before I moved into the Darkstone house. Those few months were torture. Ashland was bearable because I had friends I could go see. All my close friends here are going away. I know a few other people and one of them invited me to her house for a get-together. So maybe I can get to know her better. I would like that. She has plans for doing things I have never done. So I think it will be good to get out and do something new. Hope I can enjoy myself and not be too hung up about doing something new.
It's odd how a small town like Ashland can have such a big population of SCAdians while a city like Marquette has almost none. I'll be losing another member shortly. He called me today to let me know that he'll be leaving in a year and that he's not going to have time to take an office. He was going to be our new exchequer, but he can't anymore. I'm not mad about the fact that he's leaving, or about the fact that he won't be taking an office. He is here for college, and that has to come first; and when college is done, he's out of here. What kinda ticked me off is the fact that he told me a year in advance, and offered to sell his armor right now. Like he's getting out of it now and not looking back. I have known people to cut connections to people when they know they are going to be leaving, but this seems like something more going on. I know his wife was never fond of the SCA and he did spend a lot of money on armor. Andrew put a lot of time into getting his armor legal. I sewed him a padded gambeson. A lot of people worked to get him into this and now it's like he's just walking away. It bothers me. It bothers me mainly because I know that there is not a damn thing I, or anyone else, can do about it. Just gotta suck it up and deal.
I have a goal to be smaller by spring. It's way too easy to gain weight in winter and I want to avoid that. I need to find something that can keep me moving in winter. Even doing pilates 3 times a week isn't helping. I'm not getting bigger, but I'm not getting any smaller either. Kinda frustrating.
Well, even though I have more to write, none of it is resolving into usable english words. Maybe by tomorrow I'll have sorted it out.
Have a nice night, or day, or a nice whatever time it is when you read this.
First, there is a Lint asleep in my arms. The not-so-little bugger is cute. He fills me with soft and fuzzy feelings. There is something very calming about a purring cat.
I am awake far beyond the time I should be due to odd thoughts running through my little skull.
Andrew is leaving for a seminar to learn acupuncture for the hospital. I'm really proud of him. He'll only be gone for a few days, but it will be the first time I'll be out here alone. I hate being out here alone. I hate being alone, I guess. Yeah, I have people I can go see, and I can be gone for most of the day if I wanted to. But there is something about knowing that I'll be going home to an empty house.
Sadly, it reminds me of the time that I was living alone in Ashland after my divorce, before I moved into the Darkstone house. Those few months were torture. Ashland was bearable because I had friends I could go see. All my close friends here are going away. I know a few other people and one of them invited me to her house for a get-together. So maybe I can get to know her better. I would like that. She has plans for doing things I have never done. So I think it will be good to get out and do something new. Hope I can enjoy myself and not be too hung up about doing something new.
It's odd how a small town like Ashland can have such a big population of SCAdians while a city like Marquette has almost none. I'll be losing another member shortly. He called me today to let me know that he'll be leaving in a year and that he's not going to have time to take an office. He was going to be our new exchequer, but he can't anymore. I'm not mad about the fact that he's leaving, or about the fact that he won't be taking an office. He is here for college, and that has to come first; and when college is done, he's out of here. What kinda ticked me off is the fact that he told me a year in advance, and offered to sell his armor right now. Like he's getting out of it now and not looking back. I have known people to cut connections to people when they know they are going to be leaving, but this seems like something more going on. I know his wife was never fond of the SCA and he did spend a lot of money on armor. Andrew put a lot of time into getting his armor legal. I sewed him a padded gambeson. A lot of people worked to get him into this and now it's like he's just walking away. It bothers me. It bothers me mainly because I know that there is not a damn thing I, or anyone else, can do about it. Just gotta suck it up and deal.
I have a goal to be smaller by spring. It's way too easy to gain weight in winter and I want to avoid that. I need to find something that can keep me moving in winter. Even doing pilates 3 times a week isn't helping. I'm not getting bigger, but I'm not getting any smaller either. Kinda frustrating.
Well, even though I have more to write, none of it is resolving into usable english words. Maybe by tomorrow I'll have sorted it out.
Have a nice night, or day, or a nice whatever time it is when you read this.