Bowling in The New Book

I went to dinner with my son tonight. It was difficult but it was also pretty great. He has some pretty severe mental health issues. I do my best but I don’t always know how to handle it. I’ll definitely be talking to my therapist about it tomorrow.

I’m going to a fancy shmancy bowling alley tomorrow. I didn’t even know bowling alleys could be fancy. lol. I’ve no clue how to bowl. It’ll be yet another adventure in my new adventurous life. I’m looking forward to it but …

I’m a little burnt out. That’s the truth of the matter but I have lived so very little life that I want to do EVERYTHING! I keep saying yes to every invite. I’m going to my first hockey game on Sunday. It’s exhausting & exhilarating.

I should be transitioning to remote work in the beginning of March. I’m nervous about it. My work place has always been my sanctuary. I FOUGHT to stay on site all thru COVID because the idea of being trapped in that house 24/7 with him sounded like dying. I know that remote work isn’t going to be a trap anymore but I’ve held onto on site work so hard for so long my fingers don’t want to let go. I know I’m trading up, it WILL be better …not to mention safer for me. I just need to shake off the irrational panic at the idea of giving up my cubicle aaaaand …my private little sound room. laughs

My new home is coming along great. I think I’m good on all the big ticket necessities now. I seem to have all my day to day stuff too. I bought a beautiful bedroom set that has a real personal touch.

As soon as I received the new bedding set, I threw out my old comforter. I’d used THAT comforter to toss everything that I could carry out of the house on the day I left him. It was so full of my clothes/shoes/make up that I collapsed in the driveway at one point. That contact with the driveway stained the comforter. Every time I looked at the stain it was a reminder of that day. It should have been a badge of honor because it was a triumph but looking at it every single day felt more like a constant reminder of trauma. Good riddance!

I’ve tried my hand at making a few meals. I did pretty damn good for an amateur! I can’t wait to be cooking for more than just one. That’s when I’ll really be cooking! 😉

There’s still so very much to come!