"Outside of a dog, a book is a man's best friend.
Inside of a dog, it's too dark to read."
Tuesday, January 19, 2016
Being A Grownup
I talk to friends online about homes in Florida where I may live.
I think about homes, styles, apartments , houses, in Florida, where I may live.
Then I think about selling this house... Saying goodbye to the last place where I lived and loved and was happy with my husband by my side. It will be hard.
I try to comfort myself with the thought of new places, new adventures, my sweet little companions.
It is hard.
I have not done this by myself before.
I know I can do things but I have no one at my back .. no one to get reassurance from, advice or just someone there ... Having lived with the same person for over 40 years, it takes a bit of time to adjust.
When we met, I was just out of my teens .. I was not what you would call Worldy or Experienced in a lot of things.
I had Been Places and Done Things but the "grown up " stuff .. finding a suitable home, making payments, being sure of things like Insurance, Bank Accounts and Stuff .. grown up stuff. . .
I want to be a kid again. Or a kitty who sleeps and eats and snuggles and takes a nap.
Who is loved and taken care of and never has to worry or be afraid .. because someone is there for them, watching over them .. being sure they are safe and cared for.
I think I want to be one of my cats.
We might be getting some snow. Maybe not "some" snow but maybe Snow. I will make my tortellini soup again. Ridiculously tasty ..
I hope it snows.
Thank you Sephora for sending me a sample of perfume with the last order I made.
Thank you Sephora for sending me a bottle of the perfume that I sampled last order I made.
It smells lovely.
I guess I will have to go to a crowded store somewhere and walk up to perfect strangers and present my neck or wrist and say "Smell .... isn't it Fabulous ! ? "
The Sweeties and I will be going to bed soon.
There is nothing on tv and I am tired. All that thinking.
Worrying and Thinking, they are exhausting !
And so is being a Grown up ... grumble grumble .....