or soon anyway. The husband has been gone for almost 7 weeks. Which doesn’t sound as long as it feels. WOW has the world changed since my last visit here. I don’t think I can talk about how I feel about any of it until my husband is happily ensconced in our home. Home is where we are together. However, our address is about to change. We found a house! There will be a lot of refurbishing posts and I look forward to sharing that with you. I am not sure how to describe the little house we bought other than maybe retro? Lots of carpet. Odd paint choices. But very cute and quirky and it was the one house we both walked into and said “Yep. We likey!”. So stay tuned for that.
At the moment I am surrounded yet again by boxes. But it is temporary.
I really just wanted to check in. Say hey and hopefully see you soon!
That should be my tagline, title of my life’s story, etc, etc, etc.
I think it is safe to admit now that I have been in a fairly deep depression for over a year. It really started to weigh me down when Covid-19 came on the scene guns blazing. I am not any less depressed, but I am able to talk about it. I think.
The 4 months I spent 99% of my time alone was rougher than I said. I tried very hard to count my blessings. I think possibly it is just now catching up to me. I haven’t felt this anxious in many years and honestly, am not pleased about it.
So…what am I doing about this funk? Not enough if I am honest, but I have started to put together the quilt top I have been making hexies for. This should keep me occupied for a while.
The husband and I are house hunting, which should be fun, but is excruciating. I think we might be onto something, but not to the stage I care to talk about it. That’s another story for another day. Remodeling will give me something to talk about, right? Until then I am…
I have no illusions that it will be a “new leaf”. But it may indeed be a new “old” world – like the dark ages. Famine, pestilence, religious rule. Personally, I am afraid. Afraid if one candidate wins that it will be the end of the world as we know it. Afraid if the other wins that it will be civil unrest like we have never seen in our lifetime.
For me the whole decision boiled down to matters of decency, integrity, truth, honor, self-sacrifice and service. I thought it was a simple decision. I have been disappointed in so many people I thought I knew. But the message is clear. And you really can’t make people care about others. You really can’t instill values in adults. They aren’t going to see the truth. They are going to pick someone that represents them. So we shall see in the coming days, weeks and months how it all shakes out. Even if the person with more of the qualities I seek in a person wins we are still living amongst those who don’t value integrity, loyalty, decency and honor. They may not be racist, homophobic, treasonous or xenophobic, but those things aren’t deal-breakers either. That’s been hard to accept.
Rocking along, past Mabon, barreling into October with little hope of Covid-19 leaving us alone through the end of what has been as upsetting a calendar year as I can remember. Nothing surprises me anymore. There is no depth to which people will not plunge. I have no real news except to say we got to see our youngest grand twice this summer – the highlight of a very trying time. When all was said and done, Jerry was gone almost 4 months to the day and home an amazing 3 months. We made up for lost time by spending almost every moment of that 3 months in each other’s company.
I hope you are all well. I will try to do better about posting and checking in. I have not felt like writing lately – seems to be a theme for the last 10 years of my life. Maybe one day I will get back to it on a regular basis but until then, I am