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Tuesday, June 14, 2011

So I have a confession to make.

This will only be my second time living alone (I lied, I just realized it's my third and that doesn't make it any better) and I'm a little nervous. Mainly because I don't like living alone because it's so lonely (badump ching) but it also matters who you live with I guess. Also I live in an okay neighborhood but I the town I live in isn't the best so I'm pretty sure I won't go walking alone, while Isaac and I walk in the evenings together now. The first (two) time(s) were fine but I wasn't crazy about it, I spent a lot of time with friends but it wasn't long until I found a roommate.

But this time will be different, for one I have a car and two, I'm older (yes, I'm calling 31 old) and I have a plan (mostly) and (I know a lot of ands) I'm going to have the blog to keep my honest. When Carrie came out this past weekend and we went to the zoo I got a membership and she made me promise to go twice a month. Mel you wanna go? :)

But it really hit me this morning as I was laying in bed waking up, how short two weeks are. I was listening to Isaac take a shower and thinking how we have this weekend and then next weekend he's on the road. And I'm really trying to not be sad about this because the only things that's changing is that we aren't able to live together for a short while. I actually woke him up by reaching for him to make sure he was there this morning.

Anyway, I am pulling my head head out of (insert place here) and doing my best to focus on the positive. We'll have skype and the phone along with plenty of texting. But I am doing our last Farmer's Market the weekend he leaves so I'm not able to dwell on it. And while I will worry about him driving all that way on his own I know he'll check in and I'll send out my prayers for (insert higher power here, I pretty much call him God but I realize it's just an entity that's greater than myself) to keep him safe. This is for the better and I know that the months will fly by until I'm sitting here typing that I'm on my own way out to the East Coast.

Because one thing about getting older? Time goes really fast. I'm going to make it count.

Oh and one thing that's making it really good today?

This.

1 comment:

  1. I missed so much, so reading from oldest to newest.

    I've never had much of an opporunity to live by myself either. Once, when I was a teen, I did for about 7 months and then another time, for a little less than a year. You are absolutely right, you kind of have to live with yourself, get to know yourself, who you are, all of it. But, it's a wonderfully great (even if it's sometimes hard) experience.

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