Update
My month in great detail is just too daunting. I'm afraid I may not even muster the words to describe my weekend in great detail.
I bought a book called "How to Write a Novel in 30 Days." I was inspired by some of you doing the NaNoWriMo challenge. Winning the lottery hasn't panned out yet, so I figure my next logical step is to write something that every one wants to read and become a bestselling author. I can paint too, but I have a hard time imagining that one painting, or even several, can fetch the amount of cash that I need to get back to comfortable, at least in this lifetime. Ideas, Universe? Please send them my way!
I did have a very nice weekend. Saturday I visited with an old friend who I haven't seen in a few months. Siobhan spent some gift card money at Game Stop and I was pleasantly surprised to learn there is still a good-sized balance on her card. I made a mediocre lasagna that was received moderately well by fantastic company. We made a tent out of blankets in the living room. Yesterday the girl and I lazed around until 90north invited us to a late lunch at Zen. I thought about making a trip up to Ikea, but opted for lazing around some more and soaking up some fresh air and sunshine with all the doors and windows opened. Mom and Dad brought Chinese food. I took my girl back to her father's and spent the rest of the evening with a guy who is quickly winning over my somewhat-broken but swiftly-healing heart.
I was supposed to see the one who broke it last week, but he didn't show up. He had a fairly valid excuse, but if he really wanted to see me, or even actually talk to me in these last two months, he could have made it happen. Admitting that realization hurts. It also helped solidify my growing feeling that our parting was more of a blessing than I had been able to see in the immediate aftermath.
As I wrote to my cousin earlier, "Where one door closes, another one opens" is a phrase that has proven to be very true for me, over and over.
Tonight I'm going to enjoy some me-time with leftover lasagna (made with Love™) and revel in the beauty of my home and the life I have created thus far. That's the plan anyway...
I bought a book called "How to Write a Novel in 30 Days." I was inspired by some of you doing the NaNoWriMo challenge. Winning the lottery hasn't panned out yet, so I figure my next logical step is to write something that every one wants to read and become a bestselling author. I can paint too, but I have a hard time imagining that one painting, or even several, can fetch the amount of cash that I need to get back to comfortable, at least in this lifetime. Ideas, Universe? Please send them my way!
I did have a very nice weekend. Saturday I visited with an old friend who I haven't seen in a few months. Siobhan spent some gift card money at Game Stop and I was pleasantly surprised to learn there is still a good-sized balance on her card. I made a mediocre lasagna that was received moderately well by fantastic company. We made a tent out of blankets in the living room. Yesterday the girl and I lazed around until 90north invited us to a late lunch at Zen. I thought about making a trip up to Ikea, but opted for lazing around some more and soaking up some fresh air and sunshine with all the doors and windows opened. Mom and Dad brought Chinese food. I took my girl back to her father's and spent the rest of the evening with a guy who is quickly winning over my somewhat-broken but swiftly-healing heart.
I was supposed to see the one who broke it last week, but he didn't show up. He had a fairly valid excuse, but if he really wanted to see me, or even actually talk to me in these last two months, he could have made it happen. Admitting that realization hurts. It also helped solidify my growing feeling that our parting was more of a blessing than I had been able to see in the immediate aftermath.
As I wrote to my cousin earlier, "Where one door closes, another one opens" is a phrase that has proven to be very true for me, over and over.
Tonight I'm going to enjoy some me-time with leftover lasagna (made with Love™) and revel in the beauty of my home and the life I have created thus far. That's the plan anyway...